“Gin and water,” said the man in black—“how do you know that I am fond of gin and water?”
“Did I not see you drinking some at the public-house?”
“You did,” said the man in black, “and I remember, that when I called for some, you repeated my words. Permit me to ask, Is gin and water an unusual drink in England?”
“It is not usually drunk cold, and with a lump of sugar,” said I.
“And did you know who I was by my calling for it so?”
“Gypsies have various ways of obtaining information,” said I.
“With all your knowledge,” said the man in black, “you do not appear to have known that I was coming to visit you?”
“Gypsies do not pretend to know anything which relates to themselves,” said I; “but I advise you, if you ever come again, to come openly.”
“Have I your permission to come again?” said the man in black.
“Come when you please; this dingle is as free for you as me.”