Late　that　evening　as　I　sat　on　the　shaft　of　my　cart　in　deep
  meditation；　with　my　arms　folded；　I　thought　I　heard　a　rustling　in
  the　bushes　over　against　me。　　I　turned　my　eyes　in　that　direction；
  but　saw　nothing。　　'Some　bird；'　said　I；　'an　owl；　perhaps'；　and　once
  more　I　fell　into　meditation；　my　mind　wandered　from　one　thing　to
  another　…　musing　now　on　the　structure　of　the　Roman　tongue　…　now　on
  the　rise　and　fall　of　the　Persian　power　…　and　now　on　the　powers
  vested　in　recorders　at　quarter…sessions。　　I　was　thinking　what　a
  fine　thing　it　must　be　to　be　a　recorder　of　the　peace；　when；　lifting
  up　my　eyes；　I　saw　right　opposite；　not　a　culprit　at　the　bar；　but；
  staring　at　me　through　a　gap　in　the　bush；　a　face　wild　and　strange；
  half　covered　with　gray　hair；　I　only　saw　it　a　moment；　the　next　it
  had　disappeared。
  CHAPTER　LXXI
  Friend　of　Slingsby　…　All　quiet　…　Danger　…　The　two　cakes　…　Children
  in　the　wood　…　Don't　be　angry　…　In　deep　thought　…　Temples　throbbing
  …　Deadly　sick　…　Another　blow　…　No　answer　…　How　old　are　you？　…　Play
  and　sacrament　…　Heavy　heart　…　Song　of　poison　…　Drow　of　gypsies　…
  The　dog　…　Ely's　church　…　Get　up；　bebee　…　The　vehicle　…　Can　you
  speak？　…　The　oil。
  THE　next　day；　at　an　early　hour；　I　harnessed　my　little　pony；　and；
  putting　my　things　in　my　cart；　I　went　on　my　projected　stroll。
  Crossing　the　moor；　I　arrived　in　about　an　hour　at　a　small　village；
  from　which；　after　a　short　stay；　I　proceeded　to　another；　and　from
  thence　to　a　third。　　I　found　that　the　name　of　Slingsby　was　well
  known　in　these　parts。
  'If　you　are　a　friend　of　Slingsby　you　must　be　an　honest　lad；'　said
  an　ancient　crone；　'you　shall　never　want　for　work　whilst　I　can　give
  it　you。　　Here；　take　my　kettle；　the　bottom　came　out　this　morning；
  and　lend　me　that　of　yours　till　you　bring　it　back。　　I'm　not　afraid
  to　trust　you　…　not　I。　　Don't　hurry　yourself；　young　man；　if　you
  don't　come　back　for　a　fortnight　I　shan't　have　the　worse　opinion　of
  you。'
  I　returned　to　my　quarters　at　evening；　tired；　but　rejoiced　at　heart；
  I　had　work　before　me　for　several　days；　having　collected　various
  kekaubies　which　required　mending；　in　place　of　those　which　I　left
  behind　…　those　which　I　had　been　employed　upon　during　the　last　few
  days。　　I　found　all　quiet　in　the　lane　or　glade；　and；　unharnessing　my
  little　horse；　I　once　more　pitched　my　tent　in　the　old　spot　beneath
  the　ash；　lighted　my　fire；　ate　my　frugal　meal；　and　then；　after
  looking　for　some　time　at　the　heavenly　bodies；　and　more　particularly
  at　the　star　Jupiter；　I　entered　my　tent；　lay　down　upon　my　pallet；
  and　went　to　sleep。
  Nothing　occurred　on　the　following　day　which　requires　any　particular
  notice；　nor　indeed　on　the　one　succeeding　that。　　It　was　about　noon
  on　the　third　day　that　I　sat　beneath　the　shade　of　the　ash　tree；　I
  was　not　at　work；　for　the　weather　was　particularly　hot；　and　I　felt
  but　little　inclination　to　make　any　exertion。　　Leaning　my　back
  against　the　tree；　I　was　not　long　in　falling　into　a　slumber；　I
  particularly　remember　that　slumber　of　mine　beneath　the　ash　tree；
  for　it　was　about　the　sweetest　slumber　that　I　ever　enjoyed；　how　long
  I　continued　in　it　I　do　not　know；　I　could　almost　have　wished　that　it
  had　lasted　to　the　present　time。　　All　of　a　sudden　it　appeared　to　me
  that　a　voice　cried　in　my　ear；　'Danger！　danger！　danger！'　　Nothing
  seemingly　could　be　more　distinct　than　the　words　which　I　heard；　then
  an　uneasy　sensation　came　over　me；　which　I　strove　to　get　rid　of；　and
  at　last　succeeded；　for　I　awoke。　　The　gypsy　girl　was　standing　just
  opposite　to　me；　with　her　eyes　fixed　upon　my　countenance；　a　singular
  kind　of　little　dog　stood　beside　her。
  'Ha！'　said　I；　'was　it　you　that　cried　danger？　　What　danger　is
  there？'
  'Danger；　brother；　there　is　no　danger；　what　danger　should　there　be？
  I　called　to　my　little　dog；　but　that　was　in　the　wood；　my　little
  dog's　name　is　not　danger；　but　Stranger；　what　danger　should　there
  be；　brother？'
  'What；　indeed；　except　in　sleeping　beneath　a　tree；　what　is　that　you
  have　got　in　your　hand？'
  'Something　for　you；'　said　the　girl；　sitting　down　and　proceeding　to
  untie　a　white　napkin；　'a　pretty　manricli；　so　sweet；　so　nice；　when　I
  went　home　to　my　people　I　told　my　grand…bebee　how　kind　you　had　been
  to　the　poor　person's　child；　and　when　my　grand…bebee　saw　the
  kekaubi；　she　said；　〃Hir　mi　devlis；　it　won't　do　for　the　poor　people
  to　be　ungrateful；　by　my　God；　I　will　bake　a　cake　for　the　young　harko
  mescro。〃'
  'But　there　are　two　cakes。'
  'Yes；　brother；　two　cakes；　both　for　you；　my　grandbebee　meant　them
  both　for　you　…　but　list；　brother；　I　will　have　one　of　them　for
  bringing　them。　　I　know　you　will　give　me　one；　pretty　brother；　gray…
  haired　brother　…　which　shall　I　have；　brother？'
  In　the　napkin　were　two　round　cakes；　seemingly　made　of　rich　and
  costly　compounds；　and　precisely　similar　in　form；　each　weighing
  about　half　a　pound。
  'Which　shall　I　have；　brother？'　said　the　gypsy　girl。
  'Whichever　you　please。'
  'No；　brother；　no；　the　cakes　are　yours；　not　mine。　　It　is　for　you　to
  say。'
  'Well；　then；　give　me　the　one　nearest　you；　and　take　the　other。'
  'Yes；　brother；　yes；'　said　the　girl；　and　taking　the　cakes；　she　flung
  them　into　the　air　two　or　three　times；　catching　them　as　they　fell；
  and　singing　the　while。　　'Pretty　brother；　gray…haired　brother　…
  here；　brother；'　said　she；　'here　is　your　cake；　this　other　is　mine。'
  'Are　you　sure；'　said　I；　taking　the　cake；　'that　this　is　the　one　I
  chose？'
  'Quite　sure；　brother；　but　if　you　like　you　can　have　mine；　there's　no
  difference；　however　…　shall　I　eat？'
  'Yes；　sister；　eat。'
  'See；　brother；　I　do；　now；　brother；　eat；　pretty　brother；　gray…haired
  brother。'
  'I　am　not　hungry。'
  'Not　hungry！　well；　what　then　…　what　has　being　hungry　to　do　with　the
  matter？　　It　is　my　grandbebee's　cake　which　was　sent　because　you　were
  kind　to　the　poor　person's　child；　eat；　brother；　eat；　and　we　shall　be
  like　the　children　in　the　wood　that　the　gorgios　speak　of。'
  'The　children　in　the　wood　had　nothing　to　eat。'
  'Yes；　they　had　hips　and　haws；　we　have　better。　　Eat；　brother。'
  'See；　sister；　I　do；'　and　I　ate　a　piece　of　the　cake。
  'Well；　brother；　how　do　you　like　it？'　said　the　girl；　looking　fixedly
  at　me。
  'It　is　very　rich　and　sweet；　and　yet　there　is　something　strange
  about　it；　I　don't　think　I　shall　eat　any　more。'
  'Fie；　brother；　fie；　to　find　fault　with　the　poor　person's　cake；　see；
  I　have　nearly　eaten　mine。'
  'That's　a　pretty　little　dog。'
  'Is　it　not；　brother？　that's　my　juggal；　my　little　sister；　as　I　call
  her。'
  'Come　here；　juggal；'　said　I　to　the　animal。
  'What　do　you　want　with　my　juggal？'　said　the　girl。
  'Only　to　give　her　a　piece　of　cake；'　said　I；　offering　the　dog　a
  piece　which　I　had　just　broken　off。
  'What　do　you　mean？'　said　the　girl；　snatching　the　dog　away；　'my
  grandbebee's　cake　is　not　for　dogs。'
  'Why；　I　just　now　saw　you　give　the　animal　a　piece　of　yours。'
  'You　lie；　brother；　you　saw　no　such　thing；　but　I　see　how　it　is；　you
  wish　to　affront　the　poor　person's　child。　　I　shall　go　to　my　house。'
  'Keep　still；　and　don't　be　angry；　see；　I　have　eaten　the　piece　which
  I　offered　the　dog。　　I　meant　no　offence。　　It　is　a　sweet　cake　after
  all。'
  'Isn't　it；　brother？　　I　am　glad　you　like　it。　　Offence；　brother；　no
  offence　at　all！　　I　am　so　glad　you　like　my　grandbebee's　cake；　but
  she　will　be　wanting　me　at　home。　　Eat　one　piece　more　of　grandbebee's
  cake；　and　I　will　go。'
  'I　am　not　hungry；　I　will　put　the　rest　by。'
  'One　piece　more　before　I　go；　handsome　brother；　gray…haired
  brother。'
  'I　will　not　eat　any　more；　I　have　already　eaten　more　than　I　wished
  to　oblige　you；　if　you　must　go；　good…day　to　you。'
  The　girl　rose　upon　her　feet；　looked　hard　at　me；　then　at　the
  remainder　of　the　cake　which　I　held　in　my　hand；　and　then　at　me
  again；　and　then　stood　for　a　moment　or　two；　as　if　in　deep　thought；
  presently　an　air　of　satisfaction　came　over　her　countenance；　she
  smiled　and　said；　'Well；　brother；　well；　do　as　you　please；　I　merely
  wished　you　to　eat　because　you　have　been　so　kind　to　the　poor
  person's　child。　　She　loves　you　so；　that　she　could　have　wished　to
  have　seen　you　eat　it　all；　good…bye；　brother；　I　daresay　when　I　am
  gone　you　will　eat　some　more　of　it；　and　if　you　don't；　I　daresay　you
  have　eaten　enough　to　…　to　…　show　your　love　for　us。　　After　all　it
  was　a　poor　person's　cake；　a　Rommany　manricli；　and　all　you　gorgios
  are　somewhat　gorgious。　　Farewell；　brother；　pretty　brother；　gray…
  haired　brother。　　Come；　juggal。'
  I　remained　under　the　ash　tree　seated　on　the　grass　for　a　minute　or
  two；　and　endeavoured　to　resume　the　occupation　in　which　I　had　been
  engaged　before　I　fell　asleep；　but　I　felt　no　inclination　for　labour。
  I　then　thought　I　would　sleep　again；　and　once　more　reclined　against
  the　tree；　and　slumbered　for　some　little　time；　but　my　sleep　was　more
  agitated　than　before。　　Somethin