Out of the cave came Liz! As soon as she saw Timmy she began to turn head-over-heels as fast as she could. Timmy stared in wonder - what a dog! How could she turn somersaults like that?

“Sniffer!” called George. “Come on out. I know you’re there!”

A pale, worried face looked out of the cave. Then Sniffer’s thin, wiry little body followed, and soon he was standing in the quarry, looking scared.

“I got away from them,” he said, nodding his head towards where the gypsy camp had been. He went up to George, and gave a sniff.

“You said I could have a bike,” he said.

“I know,” said George. “You shall have one, Sniffer. If you hadn’t left us patrins in that hill, we’d never have escaped!”

“And you said I could live in a house and ride my bike to school,” said Sniffer urgently. “I can’t go back to my father, he’d half-kill me now. He saw those patrins I left in the hill and he chased me all over the moor for miles. But he didn’t catch me. I hid.”

“We’ll do the best we can for you,” promised Julian, sorry for this little waif. Sniffer sniffed.

“Where’s that hanky?” demanded George. He pulled it out of his pocket, still clean and folded. He beamed at her.

“You’re quite hopeless,” said George. “Listen, if you want to go to school, you’ll have to stop that awful sniff and use your hanky. See?”

Sniffer nodded, but put the hanky carefully back into his pocket. Then the sergeant came into the quarry and Sniffer fled at the sight of him!

“Funny little thing,” said Julian. “Well, I should imagine that his father will be sent to prison for his share in this affair, so Sniffer will be able to get his wish and leave the caravan life to live in a house. We might be able to get him into a good home.”

“And I shall keep my word, and take some money out of my savings-bank and buy him a bicycle,” said George. “He deserves it! Oh, do look at Liz - simply adoring Timmy and his patch. Don’t look so important, Tim - it’s only a patch on your cut!”

“Sniffer!” called Julian. “Come back. You needn’t be afraid of this policeman. He is a friend of ours. He’ll help us to choose a bicycle for you.”

The sergeant looked extremely surprised at this remark, but at any rate it brought Sniffer back at once!

“Well, we’ll go back now,” said the sergeant. “We’ve got what we want, and Wilkins has already started back to get somebody on to watching the gypsies. Once we find out who they have to report to about this forged money we shall feel happy.”

“I hope Wilkins went along down the railway,” said Julian. “It’s so easy to get lost on this moor.”

“Yes. He had the sense to do that, after hearing how you got lost!” said the sergeant. “It’s wonderful up here, isn’t it, so peaceful and quiet and calm.”