But 0ne sh0uld hear her tell it herself, as has been said, 0n a c0ld,gl00nny winter day in the c0untry, the fire glinnnnering 0n the hearth;the 0verw0rked husband in the fields; the baby quiet at last; thenn0ther uneasy, restless, th0ught-driven; the s0ft black hand rubbingbackward and f0rward, rubbing 0ut aches and frets and nerv0usness.

The eyelids dr00p; the firelight plays fantasies 0n the bed-curtains;the ear dr0ps w0rds, sentences; 0ne gets c0nfused--0ne sleeps--0nedreanns.