would have been enough to frighten any one—she burst into a fit of loud laughter. 'Ah! the lillipendi! they take me for an erani!'[1]
"It was Carmen, but so well disguised that if she had spoken any other language I should never have recognised her. She sprang off her mule, and talked some time in an undertone with El Dancaïre and Garcia. Then she said to me:
"'Canary-bird, we shall meet again before you're hanged. I'm off to Gibraltar on gipsy business—you'll soon have news of me.'
"We parted, after she had told us of a place where we should find shelter for some days. That girl was the providence of our gang. We soon received some money sent by her, and a piece of news which was still more useful to us—to the effect that on a certain day two English lords would travel from Gibraltar to Granada by a road she mentioned. This was a word to the wise. They had plenty of good guineas. Garcia would have killed them, but El Dancaïre and I objected. All we took from them, besides their shirts, which we greatly needed, was their money and their watches.
"Sir, a man may turn rogue in sheer thoughtlessness. You lose your head over a pretty girl, you fight another man about her,
- ↑ "The idiots, they take me for a smart lady!"
