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e it who said he wanted Clara。 Clara went out trembling； had some discourse with the man in an unknown tongue； and shortly returned in tears； and said that she must go。 〃What for？〃 said her friends。 〃Did you not promise to stay with us？〃 〃I did so；〃 said the girl； weeping more bitterly； 〃but that man is my brother； who says I must go with him； and what he says must be。〃 So with her brother she departed； and her Christian friends never saw her again。 What became of her？ Was she made away with？ Many thought she was； but she was not。 Ryley put her into a light cart； drawn by 〃a flying pony；〃 and hurried her across England； even to distant Norfolk； where he left her； after threatening her； with three Gypsy women who were devoted to him。 With these women the writer found her one night encamped in a dark wood； and had much discourse with her； both on Christian and Egyptian matters。 She was very melancholy； bitterly regretted having been compelled to quit her Christian friends； and said that she wished she had never been a Gypsy。 The writer； after exhorting her to keep a firm grip of her Christianity； departed； and did not see her again for nearly a quarter of a century； when he met her on Epsom Downs； on the Derby day when the terrible horse Gladiateur beat all the English steeds。 She was then very much changed； very much changed indeed； appearing as a full…blown Egyptian matron； with two very handsome daughters flaringly dressed in genuine Gypsy fashion； to whom she was giving motherly counsels as to the best means to hok and dukker the gentlefolks。 All her Christianity she appeared to have flung to the dogs； for when the writer spoke to her on that very important subject； she made no answer save by an indescribable Gypsy look。 On other matters she was communicative enough； telling the writer； amongst other things； that since he saw her she had been twice married； and both times very well； for that her first husband； by whom she had the two daughters whom the writer 〃kept staring at；〃 was a man every inch of him； and her second； who was then on the Downs grinding knives with a machine he had； though he had not much manhood； being nearly eighty years old； had something much better； namely a mint of money； which she hoped shortly to have in her own possession。
Ryley； like most of the Bosvils； was a tinker by profession； but； though a tinker； he was amazingly proud and haughty of heart。 His grand ambition was to be a great man among his people； a Gypsy King。 To this end he furnished himself with clothes made after the costliest Gypsy fashion： the two hinder buttons of the coat； which was of thick blue cloth； were broad gold pieces of Spain； generally called ounces； the fore…buttons were English 〃spaded guineas〃； the buttons of the waistcoat were half…guineas； and those of the collar and the wrists of his shirt were seven…shilling gold pieces。 In this coat he would frequently make his appearance on a magnificent horse； whose hoofs； like those of the steed of a Turkish sultan； were cased in shoes of silver。 How did he support such expense？ it may be asked。 Partly by driving a trade in wafodu luvvu； counterfeit coin； with which he was supplied by certain honest tradespeople of Brummagem； partly and principally by large sums of money which he received from his two wives； and which they obtained by the practice of certain arts peculiar to Gypsy females。 One of his wives was a truly remarkable woman： she was of the Petulengro or Smith tribe； her Christian name； if Christian name it can be called； was Xuri or Shuri； and from her exceeding smartness and cleverness she was generally called by the Gypsies Yocky Shuri；that is； smart or clever Shuri； yocky being a Gypsy word； signifying 'clever。' She could dukkerthat is； tell fortunesto perfection； by which alone during the racing season she could make a hundred pounds a month。 She was good at the big hok； that is； at inducing people to put money into her hands； in the hope of its being multiplied； and； oh dear！ how she could caurthat is； filch gold rings and trinkets from jewellers' cases； the kind of thing which the Spanish Gypsy women call ustilar pastesas； filching with the hands。 Frequently she would disappear； and travel about England； and Scotland too； dukkering； hokking； and cauring； and after the lapse of a month return and deliver to her husband； like a true and faithful wife； the proceeds of her industry。 So no wonder that the Flying Tinker； as he was called； was enabled to cut a grand appearance。 He was very fond of hunting； and would frequently join the field in regular hunting costume； save and except that； instead of the leather hunting…cap； he wore one of fur with a gold band around it； to denote that though he mixed with Gorgios he was still a Romany…chal。 Thus equipped and mounted on a capital hunter； whenever he encountered a Gypsy encampment he would invariably dash through it； doing all the harm he could； in order； as he said； to let the juggals know that he was their king and had a right to do what he pleased with his own。 Things went on swimmingly for a great many years； but； as prosperity does not continue for ever； his dark hour came at last。 His wives got into trouble in one or two expeditions； and his dealings in wafodu luvvu began to be noised about。 Moreover； by his grand airs and violent proceedings he had incurred the hatred of both Gorgios and Gypsies； particularly of the latter； some of whom he had ridden over and lamed for life。 One day he addressed his two wives：…
〃The Gorgios seek to hang me； The Gypsies seek to kill me： This country we must leave。〃
Shuri。
I'll jaw with you to heaven； I'll jaw with you to Yaudors … But not if Lura goes。〃
Lura。
〃I'll jaw with you to heaven； And to the wicked country； Though Shuri goeth too。〃
Ryley。
〃Since I must choose betwixt ye； My choice is Yocky Shuri； Though Lura loves me best。〃
Lura。
〃My blackest curse on Shuri！ Oh； Ryley； I'll not curse you； But you will never thrive。〃
She then took her departure with her cart and donkey； and Ryley remained with Shuri。
Ryley。
〃I've chosen now betwixt ye； Your wish you now have gotten； But for it you shall smart。〃
He then struck her with his fist on the cheek； and broke her jawbone。 Shuri uttered no cry or complaint； only mumbled：
〃Although with broken jawbone； I'll follow thee； my Ryley； Since Lura doesn't jal。〃
Thereupon Ryley and Yocky Shuri left Yorkshire； and wended their way to London； where they took up their abode in the Gypsyry near the Shepherd's Bush。 Shuri went about dukkering and hokking； but not with the spirit of former times； for she was not quite so young as she had been； and her jaw； which was never properly cured； pained her much。 Ryley went about tinkering； but he was unacquainted with London and its neighbourhood； and did not get much to do。 An old Gypsy…man； who was driving about a little cart filled with skewers； saw him standing in a state of perplexity at a place where four roads met。
Old Gypsy。
〃Methinks I see a brother！ Who's your father？ Who's your mother？ And what may be your name？〃
Ryley。
〃A Bosvil was my father； A Bosvil was my mother； And Ryley is my name。〃