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The crowd passed out, quite careless of the frightened child, or regarding her only with a curious stare. "It's only a little way," said the man, with an oath. "Why, sakes a massy, if this ain't Gypsy Breynton!" Gypsy turned, with a cry of joy, at hearing her name, and fairly sprang into Mrs. Surly's arms. "Why, where on airth did you come from, Gypsy Breynton?"
Surly's windows again," he added, nervously, as they passed out of the door and up the street together. "No, sir," said Gypsy, faintly; "it's worse than that." Mr. Breynton heaved a sigh, but said nothing.
Surly! As long as her mother thought the sport and exercise in the open air a fine thing for her, and did not complain of the torn dresses oftener than twice a week, she would roll her hoop and toss her ball under Mrs. Surly's very windows, and laugh merrily to see the green glasses pushed up and taken off in horror at what Mrs. Surly termed an "impropriety."
Surly's company another day; so Gypsy took an early train for Yorkbury alone. Gypsy never took any trouble very deeply to heart, and the morning sunlight, and the sight of the dear, familiar mountains, drove away, to a great extent, the repentant and anxious thoughts of the night.
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