In a moment a tall, lithe girl, black-haired, black-eyed, and, as

I thought, inexpressibly handsome, was smiling, with such beautiful

rings of pearly teeth, at the window; and in her peculiar

accent, with a suspicion of something foreign in it, proposing

with many courtesies to tell the lady her fortune.

I had never seen this wild tribe of the human race before—children

of mystery and liberty. Such vagabondism and beauty

in the figure before me! I looked at their hovels and thought

of the night, and wondered at their independence, and felt my

inferiority. I could not resist. She held up her slim oriental

hand.

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'Yes, I'll hear my fortune,' I said, returning the sibyl's smile

instinctively.

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'Give me some money, Mary Quince. No, not that,' I said, rejecting the thrifty sixpence she tendered, for I had heard that the revelations of this weird sisterhood were bright in proportion to the kindness of their clients, and was resolved to approach Bartram with cheerful auguries. 'That five-shilling piece,' I insisted; and honest Mary reluctantly surrendered the coin.

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So the feline beauty took it, with courtesies and 'thankees,'

smiling still, and hid it away as if she stole it, and looked on

my open palm still smiling; and told me, to my surprise, that

there was somebody I liked very much, and I was almost afraid

she would name Captain Oakley; that he would grow very

rich, and that I should marry him; that I should move about

from place to place a great deal for a good while to come. That

I had some enemies, who should be sometimes so near as to be in

the same room with me, and yet they should not be able to hurt

me. That I should see blood spilt and yet not my own, and

finally be very happy and splendid, like the heroine of a fairy

tale.

Did this strange, girlish charlatan see in my face some signs of

shrinking when she spoke of enemies, and set me down for a

coward whose weakness might be profitable? Very likely. At

all events she plucked a long brass pin, with a round bead for a

head, from some part of her dress, and holding the point in her

fingers, and exhibiting the treasure before my eyes, she told me

that I must get a charmed pin like that, which her grandmother

had given to her, and she ran glibly through a story of all the

magic expended on it, and told me she could not part with it; but its virtue was that you were to stick it through the blanket, and while it was there neither rat, nor cat, nor snake—and then came two more terms in the catalogue, which I suppose belonged to the gipsy dialect, and which she explained to mean, as well as I could understand, the first a malevolent spirit, and the second 'a cove to cut your throat,' could approach or hurt you.

A charm like that, she gave me to understand, I must by hook

or by crook obtain. She had not a second. None of her people

in the camp over there possessed one. I am ashamed to confess

that I actually paid her a pound for this brass pin! The purchase

was partly an indication of my temperament, which could

never let an opportunity pass away irrevocably without a struggle, and always apprehended 'Some day or other I'll reproach myself tor having neglected it!' and partly a record of the trepidations of that period of my life. At all events I had her pin, and she my pound, and I venture to say I was the gladder of the two.

She stood on the road-side bank courtseying and smiling, the

first enchantress I had encountered, and I watched the receding

picture, with its patches of firelight, its dusky groups and donkey

carts, white as skeletons in the moonlight, as we drove rapidly

away.

They, I suppose, had a wild sneer and a merry laugh over

my purchase, as they sat and ate their supper of stolen poultry, about their fire, and were duly proud of belonging to the superior race.

Mary Quince, shocked at my prodigality, hinted a remonstrance.