Janet was there on the porch awaiting her.
"Poor Janet's in trouble," Mrs. O'Brien began at once.
This was evident enough from the expression of Janet's face.
"What is it, Janet? What's happened?" Rosie put a sympathetic arm about Janet's shoulder and peered anxiously into her somber eyes.
"Her poor ma's been took sick," Mrs. O'Brien continued.
"Oh, Janet, I'm sorry! Is it serious?"
"Horspital," Mrs. O'Brien announced.
"Hospital!" Rosie repeated. Then it was serious! "When did it happen, Janet?"
"This morning." Janet spoke quietly in a tired colourless voice.
"Were you at home, Janet?"