When the kitchen was set to rights Mrs.Upham went in there, as she was bidden, with the baby, and sat down in a rocking-chair by the open window towards the road, through which came a soft green light from some opposite trees, and a breath of apple-blossoms.
"We've got the room all redd up, Laury," John Upham said, pitifully, stooping over her and looking into her face.

She nodded vaguely, looking at the baby, who had stopped crying.
Jerome dropped some more medicine, and she took the spoon and fed it to the baby.

"I think it will go to sleep now," said Jerome.

Mrs.
Upham looked up at him and almost smiled.

Hope was waking within her.
"I think it is nothing but a little cold and feverishness, Mrs.
Upham," Jerome added.