CHAPTER V.THE STRANGE NEIGHBORS NEXT DOOR.
When I joined Mrs.Packard I found her cheerful and in all respects quite unlike the brooding woman she had seemed when I first met her.
From the toys scattered about her feet I judged that the child had been with her, and certainly the light in her eyes had the beaming quality we associate with the happy mother.

She was beautiful thus and my hopes of her restoration to happiness rose.
"I have had a good night," were her first words as she welcomed me to a seat in her own little nook.

"I'm feeling very well this morning.

That is why I have brought out this big piece of work." She held up a baby's coat she was embroidering.

"I can not do it when I am nervous.