that. It was I who prevented her, and she all hut murdered me! She would have murdered me, but Kagig held her wrist; and to punish her he gave an order that I should preach to her morning, afternoon, and evening—three times a day. So I had my opportunity. There was a guard of gipsy women set to see that she obeyed."
"Continue," said Fred, "What happened?"
"She broke away, and came down to see the fighting."
"Why did you follow her? Weren't you afraid?"
"Oh, Mr. Fred, if you only knew! Yet I felt impelled to find her. I could not trust her out of sight."
"Why not? She seems fairly well able to look after herself."
"Oh, I can not allow wickedness. I must make it to cease! It entered my head that she intended to find Kagig."
"Well? Why not?"
"Oh, Mr. Fred—tell me! You may know—you perhaps as well as any one, for you are such an ungodly man! What are her relations with Kagig? Does he—is he—is there wickedness between them?"
"Dashed if I know. She's a gipsy. He's a fine half-savage. Why should it concern you?"
"Oh, I could not endure it! It would break my heart to believe it!"
"Then why think about it?"
"How can I help it? I love her! Oh, I love her, Mr. Fred! I never loved a woman in all my life before. It would break my heart if she were to be betrayed into open sin by Kagig! Oh, what shall I do? What shall I do? I love her! What shall I do?"
"Do?" said Fred, looking forward in imagination to
