You needn't be afraid of me I'm the nicest gentleman you ever saw in all your life, and I can talk Rommany as fast as ever you ran away from a policeman." "What language is the gentleman talking?" cried the old dame, but laughing heartily as she spoke. "Oh dye miri dye, Don't tute jin a Rommany rye? Can't tu rakker Rommany jib, Tachipen and kek fib?"
Still more important than this equestrian figure of Borrow on Sidi Habismilk is the note on "The English Dialect of the Rommany" hidden away at the end of the second edition of "The Zincali." "'Tachipen if I jaw 'doi, I can lel a bit of tan to hatch: N'etist I shan't puch kekomi wafu gorgies. "The above sentence, dear reader, I heard from the mouth of Mr.
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