The next question was, "Would he know the man with whom he made the exchange?"
To this he gave the same answer as he had before given to Mr. Harvey.
Unknown to the boy, who continued to look wistfully on the knife, though he made not the slightest attempt to take it, the gipsy had been so placed in court among others, as to be distinct, but not conspicuous. Little James was told to see if he could discover in the crowd the man with whom he bartered his knife.
At first he looked in the wrong direction; but the moment he turned, his eye fell upon the gipsy.
"There he is!" said he, pointing the prisoner out; and his whole frame trembling with eagerness, he clasped Mr. Harvey's hand, and exclaimed, "Oh, sir, you said I should perhaps get back my grandfather's knife: he may have all my money."
So saying, he produced his little box, which he had brought with him.
Not one in the court but marked the change of the gipsy's face when he caught sight of the child standing with the knife in his hand. He turned pale as death, and a shudder passed from head to foot. Whatever might be his feeling, it was checked and concealed almost instantly; and the look of terror was succeeded by one of such ferocity, fixed on the child, that he clung to Mr.
