Mother never rows for accidents.

Listen! Yes, they're going upstairs.

She's taking Mother up to show her--the water-jug with storks on it, I expect it is." Bobbie, in the kitchen, had caught hold of Mother's hand as she set down the tea-things.
"What is it ?" Mother asked.
But Bobbie only said, "Come upstairs, come up where nobody can hear us." When she had got Mother alone in her room she locked the door and then stood quite still, and quite without words.
All through tea she had been thinking of what to say; she had decided that "I know all," or "All is known to me," or "The terrible secret is a secret no longer," would be the proper thing.

But now that she and her Mother and that awful sheet of newspaper were alone in the room together, she found that she could say nothing.
Suddenly she went to Mother and put her arms round her and began to cry again.

And still she could find no words, only, "Oh, Mammy, oh, Mammy, oh, Mammy," over and over again.
Mother held her very close and waited.
Suddenly Bobbie broke away from her and went to her bed.