Oh! who's that with Miss Melville out walking under the elm-trees ?" "I guess it's Mr.Hallam." "Oh, to be sure," interrupted Gypsy, looking very bright.

"I see,--Mr.Guy Hallam.

Now I guess I know why she wouldn't teach school!" "They are to be married in the spring," said Mr.Simms.
"Just think!" said Gypsy.

"How funny! Now she'll have to stay at home and keep house all day,--I think she's real silly, don't you ?" Of all the many remarkable things that Miss Gypsy had ever said, Mr.Simms thought this capped the climax.
Now the coach had rattled up the hill, and lumbered round the corner, and there was the old house, looking quiet and pleasant and dear, in the morning sunlight.

Gypsy was so excited that she could not sit still, and kept Mr.Simms in a fever of anxiety, for fear she would tumble out of the coach windows.