"You're always talking of the police." "Well," said Kink, "that's what they're for.

And if you think a moment or two, you'll all see what a trouble a baby would be.

We shall reach Oxenton in a little while, and we can leave the baby there." But, as it happened, they had no need to, for there suddenly appeared before them a caravan covered with baskets which was being urged towards them by a young woman who tugged at the horse's head in a kind of frenzy.

As she drew nearer they could hear that she was wailing.
"It must be her baby," said Janet, holding the bundle up; but the woman did not see it, and Janet told Jack to run on quickly and meet her, and tell her that they had the baby and it was not hurt.
Jack did so, and the woman left the horse to be cared for by the man and boy who walked behind, and ran to Janet, and seized the bundle from her, and hugged it so tightly that the baby, for the first time, uttered a little cry.
"Where did you find it ?" the gipsy woman asked; and Janet told her the story.
"It must have rolled out of the van while I was in front with the horse," said the gipsy.

"We didn't miss it.