He would not tell you, of course, but this caravan scene is all his idea.
He came upon a gipsy encampment in a Kentish lane one afternoon, and he made Amias go down the next day and see it.

There was the woodman's hut, and the barn, and the hobbled horse and donkey.

Amias was down there at the inn three days, making sketches for the picture, and getting some of the gipsies to sit to him.

There was one woman ill in the tent, but Amias declared she looked more like a sick ape, she was so ugly--so I had to be the model." "Isn't it rather tiring work, Mrs.Keston ?" "Oh dear, no," returned Verity smiling; "it never tires me to do things for Amias; and then he lets me talk to him all the time.

I like to feel I am useful to him, and can help him a little with his work." "Oh yes, I can understand that," returned Anna softly.