“Is this the school building?” she asked, quickly.
“Yes. But this is the boys’ entrance, so I don’t want to ring. I’d get scolded for coming here,” said Bobby.
“Oh, don’t ring!” exclaimed the girl, putting a timid hand upon Bobby’s arm. “This is the big school, isn’t it?”
“It’s the biggest in town. It’s Central High,” said Bobby, proudly.
“You go here to school, of course?” asked the girl, somewhat wistfully.
“Yes. I’m a junior.”
The other shook her head. The grading of the school was evidently not understood by the Gypsy girl.
“Say! do you have many teachers in this school?” she asked.
“Yes. There’s enough of them,” replied Bobby, grumblingly.
“Women, too?”