How she _dared_ to call you a beg----" Gypsy stopped short.

But she had let the cat out of the bag.

Peace smiled again.
"A beggar! Well, it doesn't hurt me any, does it?
Joy has never seen me, doesn't know me, you must remember, Gypsy.

Besides, nobody else thinks as much of me as you do." "I didn't mean to say that; I'm always saying the wrong thing! Anyway, that isn't all of it, and I did think I should strike her when she said it.

I can't bear Joy.