Funny Clubs on the river; but he is not at all a
gentleman himself--quite the contrary. It is now about a week that I
have seen him, every day; and I have watched him, and perceive that 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."

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