The Outdoor Girls on Pine Island; Or, A Cave and What It Contained

ht. The boys and girls were to meet at her hous

light wrap thrown over one

ould be early, and the boys are always away ahead of time. Oh,

aiting long?" It was

igh. "I'd begun to think everybody had forgotten all about

ried Will till he nearly had a fit. Said we would b

voice, "some day, young lady, you w

efully. "If that day ever comes, Will, dear,

m out, but it looks like Roy and Amy and-yes-there's Allen, too. But who

Grace, slowly. "Do you kno

raining her eyes in the directio

said with conviction, "I'm right! It's Alice Jallow, and I do

ed Will. "We had just enough before. I do

his sister. "Play the game. Probabl

of the latter except that she was always trying to get in where she was not wanted. Well, she certainly was not wanted now. Oh, why did Allen look so happy? If "this Jallow girl" had her,

called. "You surely took

wardly. "You see, Alice happened to be at the house when the

isiting the gypsy camp was so fascinating that I simply couldn't resist the temptation. I thi

ection over Alice Jallow's head, which the former had chosen absolut

grave oversight on

down and she wanted to shake somebody-it didn't much matt

up came the two missing ones,

ain in despair. "If this keeps on, we shall have

m in his own pleasant way. "He's not such a bad chap when you get to

il the evening for her. Besides, here was one providentially sent, or so it seemed to her. And he was nice, too, very nice! He seemed to be hail

re," suggested Roy. "The sooner we

" Then, under cover of the laughter and the darkness, he found

It was Jack Sanford,

etty, and added: "Indeed you may

effusive attentions of Alice Jallow. If Betty could

asked, after they had been walking

outskirts of the town. Just wait till you get there. Whe

ng to," called Betty, just behind them. "Y

mock humility. "I must confess I

and people sitting around them!" Mollie inter

ey neared it, fascinated, yet half afraid. There were huge bulky ob

demanded the Little Captain in hushed tones

" laughed Jack. "Perhaps you wouldn't like them

ee more of them, even if I am horribly afraid. Just look at all

flickering firelight. It seemed they were not the gypsies' only visitors, f

rare old lace, chains and chains of many-colored beads, silver that was polished till it reflected dazzlingly the dancing firelight. There were rude tent

Frank remarked. "I'd give a good hundre

r you, Frank," said Grace.

ering about the place, enjoying to the f

ore than once over the beauty of some of the young gypsy girls, their beauty being emphasized by t

rtunity and was qu

bout alone here, Betty. You know--"

!" she sai

ked Allen,

sn't sure, but now I know," she said. "That's the very old wo

h an attempt to be reassuring. "She

her looks," and the

t, Betty," said Al

ford has it.

hand on her arm. "Betty, Betty," he whispered

ed, with an attempt at dignity t

t my fault. Amy introduced her and I-well, I had t

way?" It was Amy's voice. "We'v

e little party started on again. Not, however, before M

ook at the gypsy rendezvous before a

ace, then added, irrelevantly: "I only h

ty's ear. "They are dabsters when it comes t