She ventured several names and then gave it up.
“It was that dark-skinned gypsy who interfered the other morning, when you girls were going to have your fortunes told,” said Walter.
Cora was all interest in an instant.
“And did you see the girl?” she asked eagerly.
“She wasn’t along,” replied Paul. “The man was all by his lonesome.”
“A regular brigand he was, too,” commented Walter. “I’d hate to meet him at night in a dark alley.”
“We tried to talk to him,” explained Paul, “but he shut up like a clam. Pretended he couldn’t understand.”
“The rest of the gypsies can’t be far off,” observed Belle.
“Wouldn’t it be fine if they camped somewhere in this neighborhood?” said Bess.
“I wish they would,” replied Cora. “I’m crazy to have another talk with that gypsy girl.”