"There needn't anybody say anything else.

Wipe this water off my face.

Get a towel." Jerome obeyed.
"There needn't anybody say anything else," repeated his mother.
"I guess they needn't, either," assented Jerome, coming with the towel and wiping her face gently.

"I'd like to hear anybody," he added, fiercely.
"He's fell down--and died," said his mother.

She made sounds like sobs as she spoke, but there were no tears in her eyes.
"I s'pose I ought to go an' take the horse out," said Jerome.
"Well." "I'll send Elmira in; she's holdin' him." "Well." Jerome lighted a candle first, for it was growing dark, and went out.
"You go in and stay with mother," he said to Elmira, "an' don't you go to cryin' an' makin' her worse--she's been faintin' away.