There was much washing and mending and altering, sewing on of trimmings and letting down of tucks, to be done for her; for Mrs.Breynton desired to spare her the discomfort of feeling "countrified," and Yorkbury style was not distinctively _a la Paris_.

She told Gypsy, frankly, that she must expect to find her cousin Joy better dressed than herself; but that her wardrobe should be neat and tasteful, and in as much accordance with the prevailing mode as was practicable; so she hoped she would have too much self-respect to be troubled by the difference.
"I hope I have," said Gypsy, with an emphasis.
The days passed so quickly that it seemed like a dream when she had at last bidden them all good-by, kissed her mother just ten times, and was fairly seated alone in the cars, holding on very tightly to her ticket, and wondering if the men put her trunk in.

Although she was so little used to travelling, having never been farther than to Burlington or Vergennes in her life, yet she was not in the least afraid to take the journey alone.

Her mother felt sure she could take care of herself, and her father had given her so many directions, and written such careful memoranda for her, of changes of cars, refreshment stations, what to do with her check, and how to look after her baggage, that she felt sure she could not make a mistake.

Being a bright, observing child, fearless as a boy, and not in the least inclined to worry, she had no trouble at all.