Medfield looked back into the ward. The children had returned to their
picture-books and toys. They were not thinking of Mr. Herman any more.
The quiet look had returned to the room.
"That was very pretty," he said. "Thank you!" His eyes were gentle, and
a little moist, as they met hers for a moment.
"Don't thank me!" said Aunt Jane hastily. "I didn't do anything!"
"Didn't you tell them to do it?"
"I didn't tell them anything, except that you were Mr. Herman. They did
the rest themselves.... Children generally do things--nice things, if
you let 'em alone--and don't meddle too much."
"You better go out and preach that doctrine to the world," said Medfield
laughing. He was looking out over the city.
"I haven't time to preach," said Aunt Jane.... "Sometimes I wish I
had--I've got a good many things I'd like to say!" Her eyes twinkled
swiftly.