"Roy ain't here.  Go away, I say."  Faith's heart gave a great bound. No, Roy was certainly not in the room.  Could she have overlooked him in the bedroom?  There was no light, except from the gas outside, in the room.  Had her father been very harsh and angry with little Roy, and had he crept in here and fallen asleep?  She went back, struck a light with a trembling hand, and looked around her.