The other four men were left behind
to watch for the return of the gypsies.
"Oh, I don't know how I can wait till to-morrow," wailed Mollie, as they
started homeward. "I'm simply dying to know. I think they might have
opened the things while we were there. Horrid old things! The gypsies
probably wouldn't be back for another two weeks, anyway, and there
really wasn't any danger."
"But to think we had the luck to find it!" cried Betty, her eyes still
glowing. "And after we had given it up, too. Goodness, I'm glad you had
that tumble, Mollie."
"Thank you," sniffed Mollie. "Just the same," she added with a gleeful
little laugh, "I'd give a great deal to see Aunt Elvira's face when she
hears the story."
CHAPTER XXV
GLORIOUS NEWS
"I guess they will never come," said Mollie, gazing despairingly out
over the water. "They must have been gone at least an hour."
"Goodness, Mollie!--an hour," echoed Betty, in imitation of Mollie's
tragic tones. "Don't you know that it would take at least three hours
for the boys to go over, find out what Mr. Mendall has to say to them
and get back here? Remember they have to wait for the ferry," she added
significantly.
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