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But I'm a true-bred Romany a Stanley of Devonshire. Gentilla is my name and the tent my home, and I can tell fortunes as no one else on the road can." "Avali, and that is true," put in Chaldea eagerly. "Gentilla's a bori chovihani." "The child means that I am a great witch, my lady," said the old dame with another curtsey. "In what part of the Bible do you find that?" asked Lambert laughing.
Then I sees for Oliver was bright, and Oliver's the moon, lovey the big Gentile woman come round and hide in the bushes. Says I to myself, says I, 'And what's your game? I says, not knowing the same till she shoots and my child's child falls dead as a hedgehog. Then she runs and I run, and all is over." "Why didn't you denounce her, Gentilla?" "And for why, my precious heart?
Saint Pacomius knew heretics by their foul smell; Saint Catherine of Siena, Saint Joseph of Cupertino and Mother Agnes of Jesus discovered sins by their evil odours; Saint Hilarion, Saint Lutgarde, Gentilla of Ravenna, could tell merely by the scent of those whom they met what faults they had committed. "And the Saints themselves, whether living or dead, exhaled powerful perfumes.
"Miss Greeby had the truth from his own lips. Silver threatened to denounce her, and knowing this Chaldea went to London to warn her." "Oh," muttered Lambert, thinking of what Gentilla Stanley had said, "how did she find out?" "She overheard a conversation between Silver and Lord Garvington in the cottage."
Lambert returned thoughtfully to the inn. Evidently the old woman knew of something which would solve the mystery, else she would scarcely have asked Noel to meet her in Hengishire. And being an enemy to Chaldea, who had deposed her, Agnes was quite sure that Gentilla would work her hardest to thwart the younger gypsy's plans.
Don't keep me hanging on in suspense." "I'm sure I never do, Freddy, dear. It's Hubert's money which has gone to his mother." Garvington jumped up. "Who who who is his mother?" he demanded, furiously. "That dear old Gentilla Stanley." "What! What! What!" "Oh, Freddy," said his wife plaintively. "You make my head ache. Yes, it's quite true. Celestine had it from William the footman.
"Them as sins must suffer for the sin. But not you and her as is innocent." "No violence, Gentilla," said the young man, alarmed less the lawless gypsy nature should punish Miss Greeby privately. "I swear there shall be no violence, rye. Wait, for the child is making mischief, and until we knows of her doings we must be silent.
When Mother Cockleshell ceased he poured out a flood of the kalo jib with much gesticulation, and in a voice which boomed like a gong. Of course, Mrs. Lambert did not understand a word of his speech, and looked inquiringly at Gentilla. "Kara says," translated the woman hurriedly, "that he is your friend, since he is glad you are the golden rye's romi.
As he went toward the centre of the camp, Miss Greeby took a hesitating step as though to follow him. In her opinion Chaldea was much too good-looking, let alone clever, for Lambert to deal with alone. Gentilla Stanley saw the look on the hard face and the softening of the hard eyes as the cheeks grew rosy red.
Gentilla flung up her arms again, "then I was right. My old eyes did see like a cat in the dark, though brightly shone the moon when he fell." "What? You know?" Lambert started back again at this second surprise. "If it's a Gentile lady, I know. A red one large as a cow in the meadows, and fierce as an unbroken colt." "Miss Greeby!" "Greeby! Greeby!
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