“Did you know there was going to be another great dinner to-day, miss?” she said, as Gypsy passed her.
Gypsy went into her room, and locked her door. Another of those terrible dinner-companies, and her aunt so angry at her! It was too much—she could not bear it! She looked about the room twice, passed her hand over her forehead, and her face flushed quickly.
One of Gypsy’s sudden and often perilous resolutions was made.
Chapter XII
NO PLACE LIKE HOME
No one came to the room. After a while the front door opened and shut, and she saw, from the window, that her aunt and Joy were going out. She then remembered that she had heard them say they had some calls to make at that hour. Her uncle was at the store, and no one was now in the house besides herself, but the servants.