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So this is the little gypsy Blanche has been telling me about!
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Look at that little gypsy-girl dancing the can-can; isn't she fresh?
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They recognized, then, that she was not the little gypsy they had hailed her.
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But how the plague did the little gypsy know this?
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Dear little gypsy, it is everywhere that you are!
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The little gypsy monster left by the sorceresses in Chantefleurie's chamber, in exchange for her daughter.
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But the rags were all gone, and the little gypsy of the Forest was become a lady.
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Hundreds gave it up and lay by the road, or formed little gypsy camps under the trees.
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You are a little gypsy girl then.
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A little gypsy wind came down it to meet them, laden with the spicy perfume of young dew-wet ferns.
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One day a little gypsy girl came to the back door, and he though she would do very well.
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So you see, Euan, that the half naked little gypsy of Poundridge camp comes not entirely shameless to her husband after all.
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The ones from my red box are well read with turned corners, slightly yellowed paper, crinkled covers and look a little gypsy raggedy.
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You might have thought her a little gypsy dying of hunger, begging her way, exhausted but always brave and dressed up to play her part.
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The two little Gypsy cooks wept with disappointment.
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It was at this time that I made the acquaintance of Winnie's friend Rhona Boswell, a charming little Gypsy girl.
