the　tree；　and　slumbered　for　some　little　time；　but　my　sleep　was　more
  agitated　than　before。　　Something　appeared　to　bear　heavy　on　my
  breast；　I　struggled　in　my　sleep；　fell　on　the　grass；　and　awoke；　my
  temples　were　throbbing；　there　was　a　burning　in　my　eyes；　and　my
  mouth　felt　parched；　the　oppression　about　the　chest　which　I　had　felt
  in　my　sleep　still　continued。　　'I　must　shake　off　these　feelings；'
  said　I；　'and　get　upon　my　legs。'　　I　walked　rapidly　up　and　down　upon
  the　green　sward；　at　length；　feeling　my　thirst　increase；　I　directed
  my　steps　down　the　narrow　path　to　the　spring　which　ran　amidst　the
  bushes；　arriving　there；　I　knelt　down　and　drank　of　the　water；　but　on
  lifting　up　my　head　I　felt　thirstier　than　before；　again　I　drank；　but
  with　the　like　result；　I　was　about　to　drink　for　the　third　time；　when
  I　felt　a　dreadful　qualm　which　instantly　robbed　me　of　nearly　all　my
  strength。　　What　can　be　the　matter　with　me？　thought　I；　but　I　suppose
  I　have　made　myself　ill　by　drinking　cold　water。　　I　got　up　and　made
  the　best　of　my　way　back　to　my　tent；　before　I　reached　it　the　qualm
  had　seized　me　again；　and　I　was　deadly　sick。　　I　flung　myself　on　my
  pallet；　qualm　succeeded　qualm；　but　in　the　intervals　my　mouth　was
  dry　and　burning；　and　I　felt　a　frantic　desire　to　drink；　but　no　water
  was　at　hand；　and　to　reach　the　spring　once　more　was　impossible；　the
  qualms　continued；　deadly　pains　shot　through　my　whole　frame；　I　could
  bear　my　agonies　no　longer；　and　I　fell　into　a　trance　or　swoon。　　How
  long　I　continued　therein　I　know　not；　on　recovering；　however；　I　felt
  somewhat　better；　and　attempted　to　lift　my　head　off　my　couch；　the
  next　moment；　however；　the　qualms　and　pains　returned；　if　possible；
  with　greater　violence　than　before。　　I　am　dying；　thought　I；　like　a
  dog；　without　any　help；　and　then　methought　I　heard　a　sound　at　a
  distance　like　people　singing；　and　then　once　more　I　relapsed　into　my
  swoon。
  I　revived　just　as　a　heavy　blow　sounded　upon　the　canvas　of　the　tent。
  I　started；　but　my　condition　did　not　permit　me　to　rise；　again　the
  same　kind　of　blow　sounded　upon　the　canvas；　I　thought　for　a　moment
  of　crying　out　and　requesting　assistance；　but　an　inexplicable
  something　chained　my　tongue；　and　now　I　heard　a　whisper　on　the
  outside　of　the　tent。　　'He　does　not　move；　bebee；'　said　a　voice　which
  I　knew。　　'I　should　not　wonder　if　it　has　done　for　him　already；
  however；　strike　again　with　your　ran'；　and　then　there　was　another
  blow；　after　which　another　voice　cried　aloud　in　a　strange　tone；　'Is
  the　gentleman　of　the　house　asleep；　or　is　he　taking　his　dinner？'　　I
  remained　quite　silent　and　motionless；　and　in　another　moment　the
  voice　continued；　'What；　no　answer？　what　can　the　gentleman　of　the
  house　be　about　that　he　makes　no　answer？　perhaps　the　gentleman　of
  the　house　may　be　darning　his　stockings？'　　Thereupon　a　face　peered
  into　the　door　of　the　tent；　at　the　farther　extremity　of　which　I　was
  stretched。　　It　was　that　of　a　woman；　but　owing　to　the　posture　in
  which　she　stood；　with　her　back　to　the　light；　and　partly　owing　to　a
  large　straw　bonnet；　I　could　distinguish　but　very　little　of　the
  features　of　her　countenance。　　I　had；　however；　recognised　her　voice；
  it　was　that　of　my　old　acquaintance；　Mrs。　Herne。　　'Ho；　ho；　sir！'
  said　she；　'here　you　are。　　Come　here；　Leonora；'　said　she　to　the
  gypsy　girl；　who　pressed　in　at　the　other　side　of　the　door；　'here　is
  the　gentleman；　not　asleep；　but　only　stretched　out　after　dinner。
  Sit　down　on　your　ham；　child；　at　the　door；　I　shall　do　the　same。
  There　…　you　have　seen　me　before；　sir；　have　you　not？'
  'The　gentleman　makes　no　answer；　bebee；　perhaps　he　does　not　know
  you。'
  'I　have　known　him　of　old；　Leonora；'　said　Mrs。　Herne；　'and；　to　tell
  you　the　truth；　though　I　spoke　to　him　just　now；　I　expected　no
  answer。'
  'It's　a　way　he　has；　bebee；　I　suppose？'
  'Yes；　child；　it's　a　way　he　has。'
  'Take　off　your　bonnet；　bebee；　perhaps　he　cannot　see　your　face。'
  'I　do　not　think　that　will　be　of　much　use；　child；　however；　I　will
  take　off　my　bonnet　…　there　…　and　shake　out　my　hair　…　there　…　you
  have　seen　this　hair　before；　sir；　and　this　face　…　'
  'No　answer；　bebee。'
  'Though　the　one　was　not　quite　so　gray；　nor　the　other　so　wrinkled。'
  'How　came　they　so；　bebee？'
  'All　along　of　this　gorgio；　child。'
  'The　gentleman　in　the　house；　you　mean；　bebee？'
  'Yes；　child；　the　gentleman　in　the　house。　　God　grant　that　I　may
  preserve　my　temper。　　Do　you　know；　sir；　my　name？　　My　name　is　Herne；
  which　signifies　a　hairy　individual；　though　neither　gray…haired　nor
  wrinkled。　　It　is　not　the　nature　of　the　Hernes　to　be　gray　or
  wrinkled；　even　when　they　are　old；　and　I　am　not　old。'
  'How　old　are　you；　bebee？'
  'Sixty…five　years；　child　…　an　inconsiderable　number。　　My　mother　was
  a　hundred　and　one　…　a　considerable　age　…　when　she　died；　yet　she　had
  not　one　gray　hair；　and　not　more　than　six　wrinkles　…　an
  inconsiderable　number。'
  'She　had　no　griefs；　bebee？'
  'Plenty；　child；　but　not　like　mine。'
  'Not　quite　so　hard　to　bear；　bebee？'
  'No；　child；　my　head　wanders　when　I　think　of　them。　　After　the　death
  of　my　husband；　who　came　to　his　end　untimeously；　I　went　to　live　with
  a　daughter　of　mine；　married　out　among　certain　Romans　who　walk　about
  the　eastern　counties；　and　with　whom　for　some　time　I　found　a　home
  and　pleasant　society；　for　they　lived　right　Romanly；　which　gave　my
  heart　considerable　satisfaction；　who　am　a　Roman　born；　and　hope　to
  die　so。　　When　I　say　right　Romanly；　I　mean　that　they　kept　to
  themselves；　and　were　not　much　given　to　blabbing　about　their　private
  matters　in　promiscuous　company。　　Well；　things　went　on　in　this　way
  for　some　time；　when　one　day　my　son…in…law　brings　home　a　young
  gorgio　of　singular　and　outrageous　ugliness；　and；　without　much
  preamble；　says　to　me　and　mine；　〃This　is　my　pal；　ain't　he　a　beauty？
  fall　down　and　worship　him。〃　　〃Hold；〃　said　I；　〃I　for　one　will　never
  consent　to　such　foolishness。〃'
  'That　was　right；　bebee；　I　think　I　should　have　done　the　same。'
  'I　think　you　would；　child；　but　what　was　the　profit　of　it？　　The
  whole　party　makes　an　almighty　of　this　gorgio；　lets　him　into　their
  ways；　says　prayers　of　his　making；　till　things　come　to　such　a　pass
  that　my　own　daughter　says　to　me；　〃I　shall　buy　myself　a　veil　and
  fan；　and　treat　myself　to　a　play　and　sacrament。〃　　〃Don't；〃　says　I；
  says　she；　〃I　should　like　for　once　in　my　life　to　be　courtesied　to　as
  a　Christian　gentlewoman。〃'
  'Very　foolish　of　her；　bebee。'
  'Wasn't　it；　child？　　Where　was　I？　　At　the　fan　and　sacrament；　with　a
  heavy　heart　I　put　seven　score　miles　between　us；　came　back　to　the
  hairy　ones；　and　found　them　over…given　to　gorgious　companions；　said
  I；　〃Foolish　manners　is　catching；　all　this　comes　of　that　there
  gorgio。〃　　Answers　the　child　Leonora；　〃Take　comfort；　bebee；　I　hate
  the　gorgios　as　much　as　you　do。〃'
  'And　I　say　so　again；　bebee；　as　much　or　more。'
  'Time　flows　on；　I　engage　in　many　matters；　in　most　miscarry。　　Am
  sent　to　prison；　says　I　to　myself；　I　am　become　foolish。　　Am　turned
  out　of　prison；　and　go　back　to　the　hairy　ones；　who　receive　me　not
  over　courteously；　says　I；　for　their　unkindness；　and　my　own
  foolishness；　all　the　thanks　to　that　gorgio。　　Answers　to　me　the
  child；　〃I　wish　I　could　set　eyes　upon　him；　bebee。〃'
  'I　did　so；　bebee；　go　on。'
  '〃How　shall　I　know　him；　bebee？'　says　the　child。　　〃Young　and　gray；
  tall；　and　speaks　Romanly。〃　　Runs　to　me　the　child；　and　says；　〃I've
  found　him；　bebee。〃　　〃Where；　child？〃　says　I。　　〃Come　with　me；　bebee；〃
  says　the　child。　　〃That's　he；〃　says　I；　as　I　looked　at　my　gentleman
  through　the　hedge。'
  'Ha；　ha！　bebee；　and　here　he　lies；　poisoned　like　a　hog。'
  'You　have　taken　drows；　sir；'　said　Mrs。　Herne；　'do　you　hear；　sir？
  drows；　tip　him　a　stave；　child；　of　the　song　of　poison。'
  And　thereupon　the　girl　clapped　her　hands；　and　sang　…
  'The　Rommany　churl
  And　the　Rommany　girl
  To…morrow　shall　hie
  To　poison　the　sty；
  And　bewitch　on　the　mead
  The　farmer's　steed。'
  'Do　you　hear　that；　sir？'　said　Mrs。　Herne；　'the　child　has　tipped　you
  a　stave　of　the　song　of　poison：　　that　is；　she　has　sung　it
  Christianly；　though　perhaps　you　would　like　to　hear　it　Romanly；　you
  were　always　fond　of　what　was　Roman。　　Tip　it　him　Romanly；　child。'
  'He　has　heard　it　Romanly　already；　bebee；　'twas　by　that　I　found　him
  out；　as　I　told　you。'
  'Halloo；　sir；　are　you　sleeping？　you　have　taken　drows；　the　gentleman
  makes　no　answer。　　God　give　me　patience！'
  'And　what　if　he　doesn't；　bebee；　isn't　he　poisoned　like　a　hog？
  Gentleman；　indeed！　why　call　him　gentleman？　if　he　ever　was　one　he's
  broke；　and　is　now　a　tinker；　a　worker　of　blue　metal。'
  'That's　his　way；　child；　to…day　a　tinker；　to…morrow　something　else；
  and　as　for　being　drabbed；　I　don't　know　what　to　say　about　it。'
  'Not　drabbed！　what　do　you　mean；　bebee？　but　look　there；　bebee；　ha；
  ha；　look　at　the　gentleman's　motions。'
  'He　is　sick；　child；　sure　enough。　　Ho；　h