"I believe so," replied the girl.
"Is that sure?" asked the young man.
"Father seems to think so," replied Boy evasively. "Monkey Brand met the gypsy afterward, who pitched him a tale."
"Who's he belong to?" asked the young man.
"Me, of course," laughed Boy.
"I'll go shares with you!" said Silver. "Halve expenses and winnings. There's an offer now!"
"Right," she cried.
They shook hands with laughter, and led their horses across the Close.
The girl edged off to the right.
"We'll look in on old Ragamuffin," she said. "I always used to give him an apple on my birthday."