en walking a good way, Ill be bound, my dear. heres your home?

    `Its Dorlcote Mill, a good ulliver, but nt let che gypsies live?

    `! do you  to go to tle lady? said tall girl, meanly staring at Maggie and grinning. ainly not agreeable.

    `No, said Maggie, `Im only t if s a very good queen you migo everybody.

    ` o nice victual, to Maggie a lump of dry bread, waken from a bag of scraps, and a piece of cold bacon.

    `t t taking it, `but ter and tea instead? I dont like bacon.

    `eve got no tea nor butter, said tting tired of coaxing.

    `O, a little bread and treacle would do, said Maggie.

    `e  got no treacle, said tongue, and one of tc to eat it. At t tall girl . to forget Maggies o t  under tent, and reac some platters and spoons. Maggie trembled a little, and ears o all girl gave a sly came running up t tom. arted at Maggie, and ttering. S very lonely, and e sure so cry before long: t seem to mind  all, and s quite  tears . to a tremor t only found a ne stick he held in his hand.

    Maggie felt t it o them amusing and useful knowledge.

    Boto be inquiring about Maggie, for t one of tion became of t pacific kind isfying it on t last tial coaxing tone,

    `ttle ladys come to live  you glad?

    `Ay, very glad, said t Maggies silver tters t aken from . urned t to tion, and sely restored to Maggies pocket, o attack tents of ttle - a ste and potatoes - urned out into a yelloter.

    Maggie began to t tom mig about t cer