I should clear them away, father." "I know the gipsy encampment you mean," said the Marquess; "but they are pitched on that piece of common land; it is just outside the estate, and we have no power to remove them.

Besides," he added, "I've a kind of liking for them; they do no harm; and they are, well, picturesque, don't you think, Miriam ?" "That's all very well," said Heyton, with a forced laugh; "but I don't know about their doing no harm.

They're most of them thieves, I should say." "We can spare a fowl or two," said the Marquess, with a smile.

"And a broken hedge is soon mended." "Oh, if it were only the fowls," said Heyton.

"But I daresay some of them would fly higher than hen-roosts.