Sit up here; I like to have you.

Now, what is it, Gypsy ?" The tone of this "What is it, Gypsy ?" told a great deal.

It told that it was no new thing for Gypsy to come there just so, with her troubles and her joys, her sins and her well-doings, her plans and hopes and fears, all the little stories of the fresh, young life from which the cripple was forever shut out.

It told, too, what Gypsy found in this quiet room, and took away from it--all the help and the comfort, and the sweet, sad lessons.

It told, besides, much of what Peace and Gypsy were to each other, that only they two should ever exactly understand.