Gypsy would have nothing to do with her, and sniffed the air with offended dignity.
Gypsy showed signs of melting, whinnying softly and forgivingly.
"Sit where you are, girl," commanded the gypsy in sepulchral tones.
Pansy and Pickwick, and the birds and Gypsy, and Methusaleh are all good friends.
I class it with the gypsy, because all who speak it are also acquainted with ...