"
"He is wise; he is safe!" said the mysterious voice. "Go too, Lolla; I
am growing impatient. Go, if you want to see John, your lover, and the
brothers that you love, again. The time is growing short. I come; I
come; and when I come--"
And then at last Lolla's nerves, too, gave way, and she followed Peter,
screaming, as he had done, while she ran. Bessie, as astonished and
almost as frightened as the two gypsies had been, turned then to see how
Dolly was bearing this extraordinary affair, to see her chum rolling
about on the ground, with tears in her eyes.
"Oh, that was funny!" Dolly exclaimed. "They were easy, after all,
Bessie."
"They've gone! It's all right now," said Bessie. "But who was it, Dolly?
Who could it have been?"
"It was me!" exclaimed Dolly, weakly, between gasps of laughter,
forgetting her grammar altogether. "I learned that trick last summer.
They call it ventriloquism. It just means throwing your voice out so
that it doesn't seem to come from you at all, and changing it, so that
people won't recognize it.
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