She moved to a bed near by and leaned over to the child and said something. The girl put up a quick hand and listened and glanced at the man in the big chair and nodded happily.
"That's him!" said Aunt Jane looking back to the child and smiling as she went to the next bed.
"We like your flowers, Mr. Herman." The child was speaking softly to him.
Medfield started and turned.
"We like them very much!" said the child, regarding him gravely.
"Yes, we do like them!" came from the next bed. "We like them!" "We do like them!" The call was from farther off. "They're fine, you know!"
It came from all sides now! Medfield glanced from one to the other, a little bewildered and touched.
"We like Mr. Herman's flowers!" they called out.
"I told you they liked 'em," said Aunt Jane. She had come back and was standing smiling at the children. "I thought you'd just like to see how it was yourself!"