"What a lovely child!" cried the lady, stooping, and placing her hand on the Duchess's shoulder. "Look, Mr. Temple. Did you ever in your life see so beautiful a face?"
He paused before he replied, and then the words came slowly from his lips.
"Once I saw a face as beautiful."
"When? Where?" eagerly asked the lady.
"In a dream."
"A dream!" exclaimed the gipsy, tracing a line on Sally's hand. "There are dreams mixed up with this little lady's fortune."
"Oh, yes, yes!" cried Sally. "I have 'em! I have 'em!"
The gipsy turned to Seth.
"Do I read the signs in the usual way?"
"You have hit enough nails on the head," said Seth, "and you have earned your money. It is time for us to go."