Suddenly the doorbell rang again. “That’s Hello,” I said.
“Don’t open the door!” exclaimed Margot to stop me.
But it wasn't necessary, since we heard Mother and Mr. van Daan downstairs talking to Hello,
and then the two of them came inside and shut the door behind them.
Every time the bell rang, either Margot or I had to tiptoe downstairs to see if it was Father, and we didn't let anyone else in.
Margot and I were sent from the room, as Mr. van Daan wanted to talk to Mother alone.
When she and I were sitting in our bedroom, Margot told me that the call-up was not for Father, but for her.
At this second shock, I began to cry. Margot is sixteen -- apparently they want to send girls her age away on their own.
But thank goodness she won't be going; Mother had said so herself,
which must be what Father had meant when he talked to me about our going into hiding.
Hiding... where would we hide? In the city? In the country? In a house? In a shack?
When, where, how... ? These were questions I wasn't allowed to ask, but they still kept running through my mind.
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