"What a wonderful morning! It makes me think of the Far East," said the gypsy queen.
"Have you been there?" asked Cora politely.
"Yes, I have been many places," replied Helka, "and to-day I will have a chance to tell you some queer stories about myself. I have a lover."
"Then you are content here? You are not lonely?"
"But I dare not own him as a lover; he is not a gypsy."
"This is America. You should be free."
"Yes," and she sighed. "I wonder shall I ever be able to get away!"
"Shall I?"
How strange! Two such beautiful young women prisoners in the heart of the White Mountains!
Cora repeated her question.