I must settle up your father's affairs here." "Can't I go beforehand ?" "Would you leave me alone ?" asked his mother, with a little touch of wounded affection, for she did feel attached to her son.

He was the only one, indeed, for whom she felt any affection.
"You won't miss me, mother.

It'll be awfully stupid here, and you know you'll be coming to the city as soon as you get through with the business." Mrs.Preston was disappointed, but she should not have been surprised.
Her only son reflected her own selfishness.
"It would not look well for you to go to the theater just at the present," she said.
"Why not ?" "So soon after your father's death." Godfrey said nothing, but looked discontented.

It was early to think of amusement, while his father lay yet unburied in the next room.

He left the room, whistling.