“ This nice one needs to journey with the Zagundzhis ! ” The elders drew of their breath, shuddered with obedient horror, and made gestures of protest. It was as if the Lord Mayor had introduced to the aldermen that the King proposed to brush Petticoat Lane. “ He will likely be lined with lice to the elbows,” Osman continued, “they’ll give him hens to eat which have died a pure loss of life; they’ll rob him, minimize his throat within the evening, and go away his physique in a ditch.” Once more the elders shuddered at my destiny. “ I’d relatively all my youngsters ought to die ! ” After which, with a powerful blow on the little desk, and the voice of a tyrant figuring out the destiny of a nation : “ I cannot permit it! ”
OUR diplomatic mission, our go to of ceremony, had failed and my place remained as uncomfortable as ever. For awhile I cheered myself with the delusion golden key would simply open the door of escape, however after providing what will need to have been regarded by the Zagundzhis as a small fortune, I noticed that Osman’s authority was so nice that, on account of his prohibition made thus publicly, no Gypsy could possibly be discovered within the Mohammedan mahala over which he dominated, who was keen to danger his displeasure by travelling with me. Meti withdrew his promise directly, declaring that the chief would kill him if he disobeyed, and that the expedition was not possible.
At first the one answer of the problem seemed to be the profitable or shopping for of Osman’s approval, and he confirmed no indicators of yielding. However simply as issues appeared to have reached a hopeless deadlock, there arrived close to Varna a celebration of eight tents of Christian
Gypsies who didn’t acknowledge Osman’s authority. That they had not one of the reason- destroying allurement of the Zagundzhis—one didn’t love them for the sake of their dust and rags and vermin, and the wonderful savagery implied. If they’d been soiled and ragged, one would have revered them despite their faults: not for his or her faults’ sake. However as a matter of reality they appeared at first sight to be clear, sincere, industrious folks, well mannered, hospitable, and nicely supplied with the necessaries of their nomad life. They weren’t town-Gypsies : they didn’t beg, and the kids had been so shy that, when addressed by strangers, they lined their faces with their fingers and cried.