They had some music after dinner, but as all were tired from their strenuous day they went to their rooms early.
“Girls,” exclaimed Cora, as soon as they were alone, “I’ve found out whom that gypsy girl resembles! It’s Mr. Morley!”
CHAPTER XII
AN UGLY CUSTOMER
“Mr. Morley!” exclaimed Bess and Belle in a breath.
“Isn’t it so?” demanded Cora. “I was struck by it when we first saw him just after we got off the boat.”
“When I come to think of it, I believe you’re right,” replied Belle slowly.
“He has a way of holding his head like hers,” agreed Bess.
“But it’s the eyes,” went on Cora. “They’re blue like hers, and there are times when they have exactly the same expression. Girls, I believe we’re on the edge of a mystery!”
“Don’t talk so loud,” cautioned Belle, “or the boys may catch something of what you’re saying and they’ll tease us to death about it.”
“But, after all, what does it all amount to?” asked Bess. “It doesn’t prove that they have the slightest connection with each other.”