She went up and laid him on the bed of the man of God, then shut the door and went out.
“Give me your son,” Elijah replied. He took him from her arms, carried him to the upper room where he was staying, and laid him on his bed.
Let’s make a small room on the roof and put in it a bed and a table, a chair and a lamp for him. Then he can stay there whenever he comes to us.”
After the servant had lifted him up and carried him to his mother, the boy sat on her lap until noon, and then he died.
She called her husband and said, “Please send me one of the servants and a donkey so I can go to the man of God quickly and return.”
When Elisha reached the house, there was the boy lying dead on his couch.
She went and told the man of God, and he said, “Go, sell the oil and pay your debts. You and your sons can live on what is left.”