he
generally follows you as soon as you go out."

"Well," replied I, "we must find out what he wants--if we can. Point him
out to me; I will soon see if he is tracing my steps."

Timothy pointed him out to me after breakfast; I could not recollect the
face, and yet it appeared that I had seen it before. I went out, and
after passing half a dozen streets, I turned round and perceived that
the man was dodging me. I took no notice, but being resolved to try him
again, I walked to the White Horse Cellar, and took a seat inside a
Brentford coach about to start. On my arrival at Brentford I got out,
and perceived that the man was on the roof. Of a sudden it flashed on my
memory--it was the gipsy who had come to the camp with the communication
to Melchior, which induced him to quit it. I recollected him--and his
kneeling down by the stream and washing his face. The mystery was
solved--Melchior had employed him to find out the residence of Fleta. In
all probability they had applied to the false address given by Timothy,
and in consequence were trying, by watching my motions, to find out the
true one. "You shall be deceived, at all events," thought I, as I walked
on through Brentford until I came to a ladies' seminary. I rang the
bell, and was admitted, stating my wish to know the terms of the school
for a young lady, and contrived to make as long a stay as I could,
promising to call again, if the relatives of the young lady were as
satisfied as I professed to be. On my quitting the house, I perceived
that my gipsy attendant was not far off. I took the first stage back,
and returned to my lodgings. When I had told all that had occurred to
Timothy, he replied, "I think, sir, that if you could replace me for a
week or two, I could now be of great service. He does not know me, and
if I were to darken my face, and put on a proper dress, I think I should
have no difficulty in passing myself off as one of the tribe, knowing
their slang, and having been so much with them."

"But what good do you anticipate, Timothy?"

"My object is to find out where he puts up, and to take the same
quarters--make his acquaintance, and find out who Melchior is, and where
he lives. My knowledge of him and Nattee may perhaps assist me."

"You must be careful then, Timothy; for he may know sufficient of our
history to suspect you."

"Let me alone, sir. Do you like my proposal?"

"Yes, I do; you may commence your arrangements immediately."