Lucretia, when convalescent, would also come to the farm to rest and get strong.
Then she helped the convalescent to put on a few loose drapings.
He was convalescent, both in body and spirit, but convalescence brought no joy.
“Yes, indeed,” responded the convalescent, with beaming face.
But those three braves yonder are something more than convalescent.
Besides, it ...