http://slow.writerscafe.org/gypsylady The original writings of author Egyptian Princess en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776314581 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter Two   It took the two kittens about an hour to completely wash all the clothes, and when they had finished, they scooped them all up into a bundle and made their way back to Melania's cottage. Melania had asked Tabitha back for some food, and the kitten had gladly accepted. M.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408596/ Chapter OneJuly 1792   The sun was baking hot in the sky, and there was not a cloud to be seen, grey or white. The leaves of the plants were fresh and wet from the summer showers which had fallen, and the clear stream gushed down between the moss-covered rocks. The birds were singi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408594/ Cornwall, 1799 A beautiful stream runs through a lush green valley to the sea, a valley that only those who know the paths can explore. The four kittens who live nearby, Melania, Mewla, Tabitha and Catherine, know the place like the backs of their paws, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408592/ Chapter Six  The next morning, Molly and Mike were woken by a loud, high-pitched scream. Mike leapt up. Molly was close behind.  They found Marcia in the corridor, in her dressing gown, still screaming. Tears were running down her cheeks. The first thought that came into Molly's he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408589/ Chapter Five  "Rather them than me." Veronica said, leaning towards the fire and rubbing her slender hands together.  "Well someone had to do it." Marcia sipped her coffee. "We couldn't just leave him out there, whoever he is."  "It freaks .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408587/ Chapter Four  "We've found it and now the bloody door's stuck." Mike tugged at the handle. Molly giggled.  "Do you get the feeling Gus is having a laugh at our expense?"  "I wouldn't be at all surprised." Mike said. "He'll probably be in he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408586/ Chapter Three    James was already in the drawing room, looking out of the French windows, when Ann wandered in.  "Where is everyone?"  "I don't know." He turned to face Ann. "Simon suggested we meet in here, so here we are."  &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408584/ Chapter Two  "This is getting past a joke." James Pearson stopped pacing up and down and ran his fingers through his damp hair. He had arrived at the manor half an hour after Molly. "How long are we supposed to wait for this guy?"  The rain, by some miracle, had.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408581/ Chapter One"…And the stormy spell shows no signs of letting up…."  The crackly radio broadcast dissolved into static and then went dead as another fork of lightning lit up the sky.  "Oh, great." Molly Parker sighed. "Just what I needed to hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408580/ Molly Parker is on her way to Waverleigh Manor to shoot a film with her old friend and director Simon Hall, and a host of colourful and suspicious characters. The old house is spooky and the weather unforgiving, and previous involvement with each other m http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408579/ Chapter Four  Cathy accepted the dresses the next day, just before she left Daniel's house. He made a fine breakfast for her and she felt well and happy, much more so than she had done for a long time. He asked her to spend the day with him but she refused, saying that she had to go home .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408578/ Chapter Three  Cathy felt very relieved when she got home. She locked the door as soon as she got in and sank to the floor with her back against the door. She felt exhausted. She thought about Mewlarka and started to cry. It was getting close to Christmas and Mewlarka wouldn't be there wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408577/ Chapter Two  Cathy wandered back into the club and made her away along the wall again, and back round into the dressing room. Mewla, Melania and Tabitha were in there brushing their hair. Tibbicca and Purla were onstage singing and dancing.  "Where the hell have you been?&quot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408576/  Chapter One London, late November 1885. The dank, chilly fog swirled round the narrow streets of Whitechapel as twenty-two-year-old Catherine Brady sat at the window of her tiny house and looked out at the dimly lit street. It was yet another cold, dismal night, and Catherine kn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408575/ London, 1885 The East End District of Whitechapel is the home of the four best friends, who are forced to earn their living by working as dancers and on the streets. A mysterious killer is stalking girls such as themselves and as more and more meet their http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408574/ Chapter SixNext Morning  Next morning, I woke up to find Cathy getting dressed. She accidentally kicked me as she pulled on her jeans. I grinned.  "Morning." she said. "And before you ask, no you didn't dream it last night, yes we are in a mess. The boat is gone.&q.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408571/ Chapter FiveStrange Happenings - And A Shock  Mrs Fisher had tea cooking over the camp fire when we got back. The delicious smell of sausages cooking wafted all round the camp, and the cosy crackling of the fire made it seem really welcoming. As with very hot days, the evening was becom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408569/ Chapter FourA Strange Discovery  Mrs Fisher had deemed the stream clean enough to wash the plates in, so she and Miss Mewola, along with Purlibya and Purbecca, went to the stream and washed all the plates. Mr Banmew was trying to plan some kind of PE routine for us, so that we could per.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408568/ Chapter ThreeSettling In  We got round onto the beach and everyone jumped down from the rocks and landed on the sand with soft thuds. We all got the giggles when Mrs Fisher got stuck and Mr Banmew had to go back and help her.  "Wow, this is fantastic!" Tibbicca said, ga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408567/ Chapter TwoOff To The North Sea  Thurso was a pleasant little place with a picturesque harbour. When we all got off the coach we were all cramped and fairly grouchy and glad to stretch our legs.  "Mmmmm - smell that sea air." Cathy said in a comical voice. We laughed... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408566/ Chapter OneA New Field Trip    "Cath, hurry up!" Tab, Mewla and I were standing impatiently in the doorway of the newsagent's, waiting while Cathy credited her phone. "We'll be late!"  It was a wonderful hot morning in late May, and the four of us were on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408565/ Their class is off to a remote island in the North Sea for an amazing school trip to study the nature there. The girls cannot wait - it will be so much fun for them all to go away together with a few laid back teachers! But then strange things start to ha http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408563/ Chapter Three  Our tech huts are great because in the hot weather they always seem to catch the sun. We had Design Tech that day, and it wasn't a practical lesson, so we were in one of the newer, smaller tech huts which had tables and a couple of computers in as opposed to the practical t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408555/ Chapter Two  I can't say we got much sketching done. Mr Thomson might have known that letting us all sit out on the grass in a big group on a lovely hot day was a big mistake. I don't think there was one member of the class who wasn't covered in grass from the numerous grass fights that b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408553/ Chapter One  It was one of those mornings in early May where the sun is lovely and warm, you know the summer is practically here and you can walk to school in a t-shirt instead of jumpers and jackets. Don't get me wrong, I like the winter, and every summer I find myself looking forward to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408551/ Happenings during the summer term at Tibcot Comp. I wrote this as a separate section but may add it to the orignial Year 10 At Tibcot Comp. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408550/ Chapter Six  Cathy was on the doorstep punctually at ten past eight. Mewla and I were still eating our breakfast. It didn't take us long though, to finish our fried eggs and bacon, get dressed and grab our bags and folders, and by twenty-past eight we were waiting outside Tab's house whil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408544/ Chapter Five  Cathy and Tab came over for tea that evening and we all discussed what had happened that day. Purbelle had gone home in tears. We had all tried to get on with our Chemistry as best we could for the rest of the day, but Mrs Mewlham understood that we were all a bit shaken and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408543/ Chapter Four  Mrs Mewlham was already in the lab when we got there. She was fetching apparatus, test tubes and petri dishes from cupboards and drawers and placing them in groups on the main front bench.  "Morning!" she said, as we filed in and sat down. "Now - get yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408542/ Chapter Three  Purbelle rang us that evening, just before tea.  "It's unbelievable!" she said. "Mewlarka is just back to the happy best friend I had before! She was so apologetic! And we've only just got home - after school she insisted on taking me into town and buy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408540/ Chapter Two  The lesson didn't go too badly. We had to get into pairs and practise support techniques when jumping to and from wooden horses, bars, ropes, etc. To start with we had all been sat in a freezing huddle on the cold wooden floor, but when we got going it was quite fun. Tab and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408538/ Chapter One  The mock SAT exams had come and gone. We had all done pretty well, getting mostly B's, the odd C, and a few A's in things in which we greatly excelled. The only problem had been Science - the whole class had got bad marks for Physics and Chemistry. All the teachers were now p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408537/ It's the year of the much-dreaded SAT exams, and everyone is trying to work hard to do well. But, as always, given the way of school life, that's easier said than done - the kittens are so busy trying to improve their grades that none of them notices the http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408536/ Chapter Twenty-Seven  The days of our Geography presentations soon came round. Because we didn't have any double Geography sessions, the presentations were to take place over the space of two lessons, one on the Wednesday, last lesson, and one on the Friday, before lunch.  As the d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408533/ Chapter Twenty-Six  "So she tried it on with him again." Cathy grinned, biting her sandwich. "God - does she never give up?"  We were eating lunch at the picnic tables. The snow had eased off slightly, but even if there had been a blizzard raging, we wouldn't .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408532/ Chapter Twenty-Five  The rest of the class were already in Biology when we arrived.   "Ah, morning you six." Mr Purrleck said. "Only five minutes late this morning. You're getting better."  The class laughed. We found our seats, and Mewbellinne squashed o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408531/ Chapter Twenty-Four  "Well, yeah, I suppose we could." I said, twisting the phone wire round my fingers. The doorbell went. "Mewla! Door! Sorry Mum. Go on."  "As long as you don't mind us being away for the week." Mum said.  Mum had phoned about.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408530/ Chapter Twenty-Three  The rest of the day went pretty smoothly. Mewbellinne pretty much kept her head down all day and wasn't really rude to anyone.  After school, Tab came home with us for tea, and Cathy, Purla and Tibbicca said that they would come round at about half past seven... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408529/ Chapter Twenty-Two   We thought that the snow had finished by Sunday, but by Monday morning it had started up again. Not much of it melted on Sunday, so the roads and pavements were pretty much the same.  Tibbicca had decided to meet us on the way instead of having a lift to s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408528/ Chapter Twenty-One  We were glad of the weekend, I can tell you that! Before we left school on the Friday afternoon, Cathy, Tab, Mewla, Tibbicca, Purla and I arranged to go into town for shopping and lunch on the Saturday.  The snow was still as bad, so on Saturday morning, we all .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408526/ Chapter Twenty  Mrs Fisher was in the Geography room when we all trooped in.  "Afternoon!" she said. "My, you all look worn out!"  "It was Mewbellinne's fault, Miss." Cathy said, with a wicked twinkle in her eye.   Mewbellinne, with a loo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408525/ Chapter Nineteen  It was only when we went into the main building that we realised where Cathy was taking Mewbellinne to get a new timetable.  Cathy went first up the stairs, and Mewbellinne followed her.  "I can't believe her nerve." I whispered to Purla as we fol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408524/ Chapter Eighteen  We were in the middle of the lesson when Cathy came back. The task that day was to take several different strips of metal, hold them in tongs and burn them under the bunsen burner and note down the reactions. Fun if you like Physics, and also fun because you can have a l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408522/ Chapter Seventeen  Cathy was at our house the next morning before Mewla and I were ready. Either she has started getting up earlier or Mewla and I are taking longer to get ready these days. I think it's the latter.  We jeard the doorbell ring, then Mum's voice carried up the stairs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408521/ Chapter Sixteen  "Can I come up to Maths with you?" Mewbellinne asked.  "Well I don't know about the others, but I have to go and see Mrs Fisher first." Cathy said. "Can you believe it - I left a folder with most of my Geography work in it lying about and s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408519/ Chapter Fifteen  Chemistry went smoothly after that. Mewbellinne was silent at her bench. Cathy had a smug look on her face throughout the whole lesson. I didn't feel sorry for Mewbellinne at all. She deserved everything she got. She had been nothing but trouble since she arrived. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408518/ Chapter Fourteen  Mewbellinne came back first. We were all carrying on with the plays we were working on in our little groups, except that my group was just allowed to sit and chat quietly because we were waiting for Cathy. Purla, Tibbicca and Tibleau had perfected their play so they were.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408517/ Chapter Thirteen  The snow didn't stop overnight. If anything, it got worse. Another thick white blanket covered the street when I got up and it was still coming down when Mewla and I left the house.  Cathy was already at Tab's house when we called for Tab, and they were both ready.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408516/ Chapter Twelve  When everyone finally went back to their seats, Cathy flopped down on the desk, laughing.  "Blimey - much longer in the middle of that crowd and I'd have suffocated! I wouldn't have survived to see the end result of the thing I started!"  Everyone l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408514/ Chapter Eleven  Mewbellinne looked thoroughly embarrassed. She pouted even more than usual and her cheeks were getting redder and redder. She knew that Cathy was right really.  "I........." she began to say, but Mr Purrleck came back in at that second and she shut up and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gypsylady/408513/