Allen and Frank, carrying the basket between them, soon rejoined those
who were waiting at the cave, and they started along the shores of the
lake, keeping a sharp lookout for anything that looked like a gypsy.
However, they reached home at last without encountering anything more
formidable than their own shadows.
"But I _would_ like to know what they had in those bags," sighed Betty,
as the boys took leave of them. "Can we go back the first thing in the
morning, Allen?"
"We can't go too soon to suit me," Allen agreed. "But aren't you going
to let us fellows come over to-night to talk things over?"
"Of course," said Mollie, "and we'll have a fire."
"That sounds good," said Roy. "We won't keep you waiting."
Then the girls went in to relieve Mrs. Irving's anxiety and to tell her
the wonders they had witnessed that afternoon.
CHAPTER XXI
THE LOST TRAIL
Before the cheerful glow of the fire, the young people talked long that
night, while Mrs. Irving listened with interest. Her eyes sparkled at
the description of the cave and the gypsy troupe and once she broke in
with:
"You needn't think you are going to leave me behind when such exciting
things are happening.
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