But it was not entirely to save his estates that he agreed to my marriage with his sister," said Pine pointedly and quietly.
"Eh! What ?" The little man's foxy face became alive with eager inquiry.
"Nothing," said Pine roughly, and rose heavily to his feet.

"Mind your own infernal business, and mine also.

Go back and show that letter to Garvington.

I want my tribe to stay here." "_My_ tribe," laughed Silver, scrambling to his feet; and when he took his departure he was still laughing.

He wondered what Garvington would say did he know that his sister was married to a full-blooded Romany.
Pine, in the character of a horse-coper, saw him out of the camp, and was staring after him when Chaldea, on the watch, touched his shoulder.
"I come to your tent, brother," she said with very bright eyes.
"Eh?
Yes!" Pine aroused himself out of a brown study.