Miss Melville looked through the green veil straight into the old woman's eyes, and said just one word.

She said it very quietly, and she said it without a smile.

It was "Gypsy!" There was a great hush.

Sarah Rowe was the first to break it.
"Why, that's my sack turned wrong side out!" "And those are my mitts!" said Agnes Gaylord.
"If you please, Miss Melville, that's my black shawl,--I know it by the border," piped a very little girl in mourning.
"I do believe that's my waterproof, and Lucy's plaid shawl," giggled Delia Guest.

"Did you _ever_ ?" "And my green veil," put in somebody else, faintly.
Miss Melville quietly removed the veil, and Gypsy looked up with her mischief bright all over her face.