With one of her quick changes of mood Judy beamed on him. "Oh, hasn't it been nice," she said. And then she held out her hand. "Good-bye," she smiled.
But as he went down the path she called after him.
"If you meet Tommy Tolliver, tell him I want to see him."
He stopped. "What do you want him for?" he asked, suddenly suspicious.
"I sha'n't tell you."
"You needn't think you can get him to take you to the gipsy camp," said
Launcelot.
"He will take me if I ask him."
"No, he won't."
"Why not?"
"Because I shall tell him beforehand that if he takes you out there I shall thrash him within an inch of his life."