"And I know what you are, brother." "Why did you come here ?" demanded Pine sharply, and frowning.
"I wanted to hear what a Romany had to do with a Gorgio lady, brother.
And what do I hear.

Why, that you dwell in the Gentile houses, and take a Gentile name, and cheat in a Gentile manner, and have wed with a Gentile romi.

Speaking Romanly, brother, it is not well." "It is as I choose, sister," replied Pine quietly, for since Chaldea had got the better of him, it was useless to quarrel with her.

"And from what I do good will come to our people." Chaldea laughed, and blew from her fingers a feather, carelessly picked up while in the thicket which had concealed her eavesdropping.

"For that, I care that," said she, pointing to the floating feather slowly settling.