Apparently, the concussion was not fatal, for the male quickly regained consiousness, and, realizing that he was in need of medical treatment, arose and hightailed it at top speed to his familiar domocile to obtain the desired treatment from the woman of the house, who seemed to be named after a small smear of a pasty substance. This woman, who enjoyed (?) a maternal relationship to both the injured parties, hastened to bind up the male's injured member with a poultice of dubious medicinal value. (Contained therein was only a sour liquid obtained by the acetic fermentation of dilute alcoholic beverages and a wad of dark ecru vegetable fibers. Dubious, no?)
When the female counterpart entered the room, she was unable to wipe the smirk from her face that had arisen upon her observation of the obviously amateurish attempt on the part of her mater to provide a medicament. Her mother, harassed and agitated by such a blow to her ego, and from a subordinate at that, flew into a frenzied rage and vituperated by lashing her with a hickory switch, or some other object whose function is identical. Her motivation for such a shocking display of antisocial behaviour is, reportedly, her daughter's grim enjoyment of her male sibling's cranial injury.