Evidently, Master Winnie had taken matters pretty comfortably throughout, having had, Joy said, the utmost confidence in his own piloting, declaring "it was just the next house, right around the corner, Joy; how stupid in her not to know! he knew all the whole of it just as well as anything," and was none the worse for the adventure.

Gypsy tried to wake him up, but he doubled up both fists in his dream, and greeted her with the characteristic reply, "Naughty!" and that was all that was to be had from him.

So he was rolled up warmly on the carriage floor; they drove home as fast as Billy would go, and the two children, after a hot supper and a great many kisses, were put snugly to bed.
After Joy was asleep, Mrs.Breynton said she would like to see Gypsy a few moments downstairs.
"Yes'm," said Gypsy, and came slowly down.

They sat down in the dining-room alone.

Mrs.Breynton drew up her rocking-chair by the fire, and Gypsy took the cricket.
There was a silence.