Sunday noon
`` You know Mr. Maxwell 's dyin ' so sudden made a good deal of a change for me , '' Mrs. Jay continued . She took out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes softly ; then she glanced in the glass . `` I 'd had my home here a good many years , an ' it seemed hard to lose it all in a minute so . There he came home that Sunday noon an ' eat a hearty dinner , an ' before sunset he had that shock , and never spoke afterward . I 've thought maybe there were things he would have said if he could have spoke . '' Mrs. Jay sighed heavily ; her eyes reddened ; she straightened her bonnet absently ; her silvered fair hair was frizzed under it . Mrs. Field stood opposite , her eyes downcast , her face rigid .