Had he got some other bedroom?
I went out on the landing and called softly, with an unaccountable terror and sinking at my heart: "Uncle George!" Nobody answered; but my aunt came hastily up the garret stairs.
"Hush!" she said.

"You must never call that name out here again!" She stopped suddenly, and looked as if her own words had frightened her.
"Is Uncle George dead ?" I asked.

My aunt turned red and pale, and stammered.
I did not wait to hear what she said.

I brushed past her, down the stairs.

My heart was bursting--my flesh felt cold.