They wore clean pinafores and began to behave tidily at table.
"I don't know how you do it, Aunt Sarah Ann," sighed Henrietta.

But she washed her blouse and put buttons on it.
"It's just seeing things and picking up and giving a touch here and there," said Dowie.

She bought little comforts almost every day and Henrietta was cheered by cups of hot tea in the afternoon and found herself helping to prepare decent meals and sitting down to them with appetite before a clean tablecloth.

She began to look better and recovered her pleasure in sitting at the front window to watch the people passing by and notice how many new black dresses and bonnets went to church each Sunday.
When the new baby was born there was neither turmoil nor terror.
"Somehow it was different from the other times.

It seemed sort of natural," Henrietta said.