“ 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 can be lined with lice to the elbows,” Osman continued, “they may give him hens to eat which have died a pure loss of life; they may rob him, minimize his throat within the evening, and depart his physique in a ditch.” Once more the elders shuddered at my destiny. “ I might reasonably all my kids 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 should have been regarded by the Zagundzhis as a small fortune, I noticed that Osman’s authority was so nice that, because of his prohibition made thus publicly, no Gypsy might be discovered within the Mohammedan mahala over which he dominated, who was prepared 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 unimaginable.
At first the one resolution of the issue seemed to be the successful 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 grime 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 truth they appeared at first sight to be clear, trustworthy, 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 youngsters have been so shy that, when addressed by strangers, they lined their faces with their palms and cried.