There were no more sounds in the house, but a light was shining on our landing, right in front of the bookcase.
Was that because the police thought it looked so suspicious or because they simply forgot?
Was anyone going to come back and turn it off? We found our tongues again.
There were no longer any people inside the building, but perhaps someone was standing guard outside.
We then did three things: tried to guess what was going on, trembled with fear and went to the bathroom.
Since the buckets were in the attic, all we had was Peter's metal wastepaper basket.
Mr. van Daan went first, then Father, but Mother was too embarrassed.
Father brought the wastebasket to the next room, where Margot, Mrs. van Daan and I gratefully made use of it.
Mother finally gave in. There was a great demand for paper, and luckily I had some in my pocket.
The wastebasket stank, everything went on in a whisper, and we were exhausted. It was midnight.
“Lie down on the floor and go to sleep!” Margot and I were each given a pillow and a blanket.
Margot lay down near the food cupboard, and I made my bed between the table legs.
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