Meanwhile the little child, stunned by the blows, terrified by the rough, hard words, totally uncomprehending what he had done wrong, for Faith had many times given him old papers to tear, lay for a moment or two trembling on the floor.  Then he began to sob loudly; then he rose to his feet.  It was growing dark in the bedroom, and Roy hated the dark.  He ran to the door which divided bedroom and sitting-room, and, shaking it cried loudly: