She died and her children were broken-hearted.

They mourned for her each after her own fashion, and each according to her individual character.

Primrose retained her calmness and her common sense in the midst of all her grief; Jasmine was tempestuous and hysterical, bursting into laughter one minute and sobbing wildly the next.

Little Daisy felt frightened in Jasmine's presence--she did not quite believe that mother would never come back, and she clung to Primrose, who protected and soothed her; in short, took a mother's place to her, and felt herself several years older on the spot.
For a month the girls grieved and shut themselves away from their neighbors, and refused to go out, or to be in any measure comforted.

A month in the ordinary reckoning is really a very short period of time, but to these girls, in their grief and misery, it seemed almost endless.