Gypsy screwed the piano-stool round with a sudden motion, and went over to where Joy stood.
Tom and his mother began to talk in a low voice, and the two girls were as if alone.
The first thing Gypsy did, was to put her arms round Joy's neck and kiss her.

Joy hid her face on her shoulder and cried softly.

Then Gypsy choked a little, and for a while they cried together.
"You see I _am_ so sorry," said Gypsy.
"I know it,--I know it.

Oh, Gypsy, if I could see him _just one minute_!" Gypsy only gave her a little hug in answer.

Then presently, as the best thing she could think of to say: "We'll go strawberrying to-morrow, and I'll save you the very best place.