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 mother fanning herself languidly on the doorstep.

"We're nearly starved, ma," she said shortly.

"I reckon you be, honey, and I aimed to be back, but I fell in with kind of a gipsy feller down there at them campers and he tole all our fortunes."

"Never mind that now; we'd better start the fire."

Mrs. Blakely sighed resignedly.

"Clytie, git ma an urpernful of chips."

"Regina, git ma an urpernful of chips."

"Luna, git ma"

Edith started for the woodpile before the request reached Undine, but her mother called her back.

"Wait a minute, honey, till I tell you about yoah fortune."

Edith lingered impatiently.

"That gipsy feller said, Edie, that you stood in grave and immejit danger of losin' yoah beau. He said," she drawled solemnly, "that another girl, what was a stranger to you, was comin' between you, and you'd only git him out'n her clutches by strategum."