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The Servian's face what could be seen of it for hair grew sombre, and he spat excessively. "Curses on the Gentile!" he growled low in his throat. "On him, but not on the money, brother," coaxed the girl, stooping to pat his face. "It's fine work, cheating the rye. But jealous you must not be, if the gold is to chink in our pockets." Kara still frowned. "Were you my romi, sister " "Aye, if I were.
"And knowing his ingratitude, why should you give yourself so much trouble about him?" "Am I not his romi, my son, and am I not bound by the law of the Cales to assist him to the last?
‘My opinion of death, brother, is much the same as that in the old song of Pharaoh, which I have heard my grandam sing— Cana marel o manus chivios andé puv, Ta rovel pa leste o chavo ta romi. When a man dies, he is cast into the earth, and his wife and child sorrow over him.
Hearne, for Hearne he was, and a gentle Romany also, read the letter, saying that the raclan, his own romi, was running away with you." "Who wrote the letter?" demanded Agnes indignantly. This time Chaldea answered her fiercely. "You did, my Gorgious rani, and lie as you may, it's the truth I tell." Ill as he was, Lambert could not endure seeing the girl insult Agnes.
Your son shall you see, and your son's son, my noble gentleman, and with your romi shall you go with happiness to the grave," she dropped the hand. "So be it for a true dukkerin, and remember Gentilla Stanley when the luck comes true." "But Mother, Mother," said Lambert, following her to the door, as he was still doubtful as to her intentions concerning Miss Greeby.
Then, in a more serious tone, 'Do you know, my son, I really believe I love you a little; but that can't last! The dog and the wolf can't agree for long. Perhaps if you turned gipsy, I might care to be your romi. But that's all nonsense, such things aren't possible. Pshaw! my boy. Believe me, you're well out of it.
If I make you my romi that would beggar you and fair it would not be, for a Romany rye to do! So, my lady, the red gold parts them, because it's red money." "Red money?" "Blood money. The taint of blood is on the wealth of the dead one, and so it divides by a curse the true hearts of the living. You see, my lady?"
So your romi told me," shrieked the old woman, throwing up her hands in ecstasy. "Says I to her, 'Who's the foxy one? and says she, smiling like, 'Greeby's her name!" "Why did you ask my wife that?" demanded Lambert, much astonished. "Hai, she was no wife of yours then, sir. Why did I ask her? Because I saw the shooting " "Of Pine of Hearne of your son?"
Everything is over between us two. You are my rom, and you have the right to kill your romi, but Carmen will always be free. A calli she was born, and a calli she'll die. "'Then, you love Lucas? I asked. "'Yes, I have loved him as I loved you for an instant less than I loved you, perhaps. But now I don't love anything, and I hate myself for ever having loved you.
"Says Ishmael to me, 'Bebee, says he, 'my romi is false and would run away with the golden rye this very night as ever was. And says I to him, 'It's not so, son of my son, for your romi is as true as the stars and purer than gold. But says he, 'There's a letter, he says, and shows it to me. 'Lies, son of my son, says I, and calls on him to play the trustful rom.
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