ready eaten more than I wished to
oblige you; if you must go, good-day to you."

The girl rose upon her feet, looked hard at me, then at the remainder of
the cake which I held in my hand, and then at me again, and then stood
for a moment or two, as if in deep thought; presently an air of
satisfaction came over her countenance, she smiled and said: "Well,
brother, well, do as you please; I merely wished you to eat because you
have been so kind to the poor person's child. She loves you so, that she
could have wished to have seen you eat it all; good-bye, brother, I
daresay when I am gone you will eat some more of it, and if you don't I
daresay you have eaten enough to--to--show your love for us. After all,
it was a poor person's cake, a Rommany manricli, and all you gorgios are
somewhat gorgious. Farewell, brother, pretty brother, grey-haired
brother. Come, juggal."

I remained under the ash tree seated on the grass for a minute or two,
and endeavoured to resume the occupation in which I had been engaged
before I fell asleep, but I felt no inclination for labour. I then
thought I would sleep again, and once more reclined against the tree, and
slumbered for some little time, but my sleep was more agitated than
before. Something appeared to bear heavy on my breast. I struggled in
my sleep, fell on the grass, and awoke; my temples were throbbing, there
was a burning in my eyes, and my mouth felt parched; the oppression about
the chest which I had felt in my sleep still continued. "I must shake
off these feelings," said I, "and get upon my legs." I walked rapidly up
and down upon the green sward; at length, feeling my thirst increase, I
directed my steps down the narrow path to the spring which ran amidst the
bushes; arriving there, I knelt down and drank of the water, but on
lifting up my head I felt thirstier than before; again I drank, but with
like results; I was about to drink for the third time, when I felt a
dreadful qualm which instantly robbed me of nearly all my strength. What
can be the matter with me, thought I; but I suppose I have made myself
ill by drinking cold water. I got up and made the best of my way back to
my tent; before I reached it the qualm had seized me again, and I was
deadly sick. I flung myself on my pallet; qualm succeeded qualm, but in
the intervals my mouth was dry and burning, and I felt a frantic desire
to drink, but no water was at hand, and to reach the spring once more was
im