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Updated: June 10, 2025
We struck a station at a point half-way down to Bulsted, and found little Kiomi there, thunder in her brows, carrying a bundle, and purchasing a railway-ticket, not to travel in our direction. She gave me the singular answer that she could not tell me where her people were; nor would she tell me whither she was going, alone, and by rail. I chanced to speak of Heriot.
They who have seen wild creatures die will have her before them, saving the fiery eyes. She became an ashen- colour, I took her little hand. Unconscious of me, her brown fingers clutching at mine, she flung up her nostrils, craving air. This was the picture of the woman who could not weep in her misery. 'Kiomi, old friend! I called to her.
He informed me that I should have to marry his sister Janet; for that they could not allow the money to go out of the family. Janet Ilchester was a quaint girl, a favourite of my aunt Dorothy, and the squire's especial pet; red-cheeked, with a good upright figure in walking and riding, and willing to be friendly, but we always quarrelled: she detested hearing of Kiomi.
Kiomi! Mabel! we shouted separately. We had just seen the dregs of the last of the birthday Burgundy. 'Kiomi! what a splendid panther she is! cries Heriot; and I: 'Teeth and claws, and a skin like a burnt patch on a common! Mabel's like a wonderful sunflower. 'Butter and eggs! old Richie, and about as much fire as a rushlight. If the race were Fat she 'd beat the world.
A single tent stood in a gully running from one of the gravel-pits of the heath, near an iron-red rillet, and a girl of Kiomi's tribe leaned over the lazy water at half length, striking it with her handkerchief. At a distance of about twice a stone's-throw from the new carriage-road between Durstan and Bulsted, I fancied from old recollections she might be Kiomi herself.
This was our duel all day: she slipped from me only twice, and when she did the girl took her place. I began to think of Bulsted and Riversley. 'Kiomi, how long have I been here? 'You 'll be twice as long as you've been. 'A couple of days? 'More like a dozen. 'Just tell me what happened. 'Ghm-m-m, she growled admonishingly.
He had saved me from the disgrace of owing money to my detested schoolmaster; and, besides, I was under his roof, eating of his bread. My late adventurous life taught me that I incurred an obligation by it. Kiomi was the sole victim of my anger that really seemed to lie down to be trampled on, as she deserved for her unpardonable treachery.
They had come back to their old camping-ground, rather dissatisfied with the squire. 'Speak to him yourself, Kiomi, said I; 'whatever you ask for, he can't refuse anything to such eyes as yours. 'You! she rallied me; 'why can't you talk sensible stuff! She had grown a superb savage, proof against weather and compliments. Her face was like an Egyptian sky fronting night.
She talked of her aunt Kiomi affectionately, for a gipsy girl, whose modulated tones are all addressed to the soft public. Eveleen spoke with the pride of bated breath of the ferocious unforgivingness of their men. Perhaps if she had known that I traced the good repute of the tribes for purity to the sweeter instincts of the women, she would have eulogized her sex to amuse me.
The others were cordial, and did not snarl at me for going to the ropes, as he called it. Kiomi desired to renew the conflict. I said aloud: 'I never fight girls, and I tell you I don't like their licking me. 'Then you come down to the river and wash your face, said she, and pulled me by the fingers, and when she had washed my face clear of blood, kissed me.
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