THE MAID. Yes.
THE GYPSY. And you have heard of the exploits of the Gypsy king. You know that there is no wall high enough to keep him out, no force of soldiers strong enough—
THE MAID. I know it by your eyes. They have the gypsy look in them.
THE GYPSY. Where have you ever seen gypsies before?
THE MAID. Never mind. But tell me—the wall around the palace is seventeen feet high—
THE GYPSY. True enough!
THE MAID. A guard of soldiers continually marches around it—
THE GYPSY. Very true!
THE MAID. And there are spikes on the top. How did you get over?
THE GYPSY. That is my secret. Would I be the gypsy king if everybody knew what I know?