"If it will give you any satisfaction."
"It is not for my satisfaction, but for your own."
She examined her hand closely, it was beautiful, well shaped, and
daintily pink.
"You have had trouble."
Winifred started; then she thought, "She knows who I am, and that my
father has been ill; how absurd of me."
"You are happy again. There will be no more clouds. There is someone
coming from across the seas. He is a good man and generous. Strange,
very strange!"
"What is strange?" asked Winifred.
"There is much money coming to you. See, look at that mark."
There was a tiny line on her hand, and as Winifred looked at it the mark
seemed to grow larger.
"There is great wealth, it increases. Look, the line is quite clear
now," said the gypsy excitedly.
"It has become clearer because I extended my hand," said Winifred,
interested in spite of herself.
"That is not the cause. Only once before have I seen this sign in a
woman's hand, and she became a great lady."