“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.”
“I will visit you again,” said the man in black—“till then, addio.”
“Belle,” said I, after the man in black had departed, “we did not treat that man very hospitably; he left us without having eaten or drunk at our expense.”
“You offered him some tea,” said Belle, “which, as it is mine, I should have grudged him, for I like him not.”
“Our liking or disliking him had nothing to do with the matter, he was our visitor and ought not to have been permitted to depart dry; living as we do in this desert, we ought always to be prepared to administer to the wants of our visitors. Belle, do you know where to procure any good Hollands?”