"We don't want any help except--except from John Sibley, if he will stay, and you too," she added to the banker.
She had not yet looked at the figure on the bed.

She felt she could not do so while all these people were in the room.

She needed time to adjust herself to the situation.

It was as though she was the authority in the household and took control even of her mother.

Mrs.Tynan understood.
She had a great belief in her daughter and admired her cleverness, and she was always ready to be ruled by her; it was like being "bossed" by the man she had lost.
"Yes, you'd all better go," Mrs.Tynan said.