Her mother and sister sobbed aloud, so did several maiden aunts and a grandmother or two and a few cousins.

The church resounded with guggles and gasps, like a great deal of bath-water running out of an ill-constructed tub.

Mr.Silver also wept, as a business man may, in a series of sniffs interspersed with silk handkerchief; you know the kind.

Altogether it was a most cheerless affair.

I seemed to be the only person present who was not in tears; but I really didn't see anything to cry about, so far as I was concerned, though I felt very hard-hearted.
I had to go alone, for Deniston was in New York.