Yet there Gypsy stood for as much as a minute laughing away quietly to herself, as if she had come across some remarkable joke.
About ten minutes after, some one knocked at the school-room door.

Miss Melville laid down her geography.
"Cape Ann, Cape Hatteras, Cape--may I go to the door ?" piped little Cely Hunt, holding up her hand.

Miss Melville nodded and Cely went.

She opened the door--and jumped.
"What's the matter, Cely ?--Oh!" For there stood the funniest old woman that Cely or Miss Melville had ever seen.

She had on a black dress, very long and very scant, that looked as if it were made out of an old waterproof cloak.