"How do you know? Were you speaking to them?"
"I talked with one of the men, and with the woman who heads the tribe. Her name is Miriam, and she told my fortune."
"Really?" cried the girl, with a smile. "What did she tell you?"
"Many things that I know to be true, and some things that I hope will turn out true."
"Then your fortune was a good one?"
"On the whole, it was. You'd better call on her and have your fortune told."
"Perhaps I will, if aunty will go with me. Come, now, tell me what she told you."
Dick repeated as near as he could remember all that the gypsy woman had read in his hand, with the exception of that part referring to his sweetheart.
"I suppose she said you'd marry the girl of your choice and live happily ever afterward," laughed Madge slyly.