drinking？　　Of　course　I　see　him。'
  'I　shall　turn　back　with　him。　　God　bless　you。'
  'Go　back　with　him　not；'　said　Peter；　'he　is　one　of　those　whom　I　like
  not；　one　of　the　clibberty…clabber；　as　Master　Ellis　Wyn　observes　…
  turn　not　with　that　man。'
  'Go　not　back　with　him；'　said　Winifred。　　'If　thou　goest　with　that
  man；　thou　wilt　soon　forget　all　our　profitable　counsels；　come　with
  us。'
  'I　cannot；　I　have　much　to　say　to　him。　　Kosko　Divvus；　Mr。
  Petulengro。'
  'Kosko　Divvus；　Pal；'　said　Mr。　Petulengro；　riding　through　the　water；
  'are　you　turning　back？'
  I　turned　back　with　Mr。　Petulengro。
  Peter　came　running　after　me：　　'One　moment；　young　man；　…　who　and
  what　are　you？'
  'I　must　answer　in　the　words　of　Taliesin；'　said　I：　　'none　can　say
  with　positiveness　whether　I　be　fish　or　flesh；　least　of　all　myself。
  God　bless　you　both！'
  'Take　this；'　said　Peter；　and　he　thrust　his　Welsh　Bible　into　my
  hand。
  CHAPTER　LXXXI
  At　a　funeral　…　Two　days　ago　…　Very　coolly　…　Roman　woman　…　Well　and
  hearty　…　Somewhat　dreary　…　Plum　pudding　…　Roman　fashion　…　Quite
  different　…　The　dark　lane　…　Beyond　the　time　…　Fine　fellow　…　Such　a
  struggle　…　Like　a　wild　cat　…　Fair　Play　…　Pleasant　enough　spot　…　No
  gloves。
  SO　I　turned　back　with　Mr。　Petulengro。　　We　travelled　for　some　time
  in　silence；　at　last　we　fell　into　discourse。　　'You　have　been　in
  Wales；　Mr。　Petulengro？'
  'Ay；　truly；　brother。'
  'What　have　you　been　doing　there？'
  'Assisting　at　a　funeral。'
  'At　whose　funeral？'
  'Mrs。　Herne's；　brother。'
  'Is　she　dead；　then？'
  'As　a　nail；　brother。'
  'How　did　she　die？'
  'By　hanging；　brother。'
  'I　am　lost　in　astonishment；'　said　I；　whereupon　Mr。　Petulengro；
  lifting　his　sinister　leg　over　the　neck　of　his　steed；　and　adjusting
  himself　sideways　in　the　saddle；　replied；　with　great　deliberation；
  'Two　days　ago　I　happened　to　be　at　a　fair　not　very　far　from　here；　I
  was　all　alone　by　myself；　for　our　party　were　upwards　of　forty　miles
  off；　when　who　should　come　up　but　a　chap　that　I　knew；　a　relation；　or
  rather　a　connection；　of　mine　…　one　of　those　Hernes。　　〃Aren't　you
  going　to　the　funeral？〃　said　he；　and　then；　brother；　there　passed
  between　him　and　me；　in　the　way　of　questioning　and　answering；　much
  the　same　as　has　just　now　passed　between　me　and　you；　but　when　he
  mentioned　hanging；　I　thought　I　could　do　no　less　than　ask　who　hanged
  her；　which　you　forgot　to　do。　　〃Who　hanged　her？〃　said　I；　and　then
  the　man　told　me　that　she　had　done　it　herself；　been　her　own　hinjiri；
  and　then　I　thought　to　myself　what　a　sin　and　shame　it　would　be　if　I
  did　not　go　to　the　funeral；　seeing　that　she　was　my　own　mother…in…
  law。　　I　would　have　brought　my　wife；　and；　indeed；　the　whole　of　our
  party；　but　there　was　no　time　for　that；　they　were　too　far　off；　and
  the　dead　was　to　be　buried　early　the　next　morning；　so　I　went　with
  the　man；　and　he　led　me　into　Wales；　where　his　party　had　lately
  retired；　and　when　there；　through　many　wild　and　desolate　places　to
  their　encampment；　and　there　I　found　the　Hernes；　and　the　dead　body　…
  the　last　laid　out　on　a　mattress；　in　a　tent；　dressed　Romaneskoenaes
  in　a　red　cloak；　and　big　bonnet　of　black　beaver。　　I　must　say　for　the
  Hernes　that　they　took　the　matter　very　coolly；　some　were　eating；
  others　drinking；　and　some　were　talking　about　their　small　affairs；
  there　was　one；　however；　who　did　not　take　the　matter　so　coolly；　but
  took　on　enough　for　the　whole　family；　sitting　beside　the　dead　woman；
  tearing　her　hair；　and　refusing　to　take　either　meat　or　drink；　it　was
  the　child　Leonora。　　I　arrived　at　night…fall；　and　the　burying　was
  not　to　take　place　till　the　morning；　which　I　was　rather　sorry　for；
  as　I　am　not　very　fond　of　them　Hernes；　who　are　not　very　fond　of
  anybody。　　They　never　asked　me　to　eat　or　drink；　notwithstanding　I
  had　married　into　the　family；　one　of　them；　however；　came　up　and
  offered　to　fight　me　for　five　shillings；　had　it　not　been　for　them　I
  should　have　come　back　as　empty　as　I　went　…　he　didn't　stand　up　five
  minutes。　　Brother；　I　passed　the　night　as　well　as　I　could；　beneath　a
  tree；　for　the　tents　were　full；　and　not　over　clean；　I　slept　little；
  and　had　my　eyes　about　me；　for　I　knew　the　kind　of　people　I　was
  among。
  'Early　in　the　morning　the　funeral　took　place。　　The　body　was　placed
  not　in　a　coffin　but　on　a　bier；　and　carried　not　to　a　churchyard　but
  to　a　deep　dell　close　by；　and　there　it　was　buried　beneath　a　rock；
  dressed　just　as　I　have　told　you；　and　this　was　done　by　the　bidding
  of　Leonora；　who　had　heard　her　bebee　say　that　she　wished　to　be
  buried；　not　in　gorgious　fashion；　but　like　a　Roman　woman　of　the　old
  blood；　the　kosko　puro　rati；　brother。　　When　it　was　over；　and　we　had
  got　back　to　the　encampment；　I　prepared　to　be　going。　　Before
  mounting　my　gry；　however；　I　bethought　me　to　ask　what　could　have
  induced　the　dead　woman　to　make　away　with　herself　…　a　thing　so
  uncommon　amongst　Romanies；　whereupon　one　squinted　with　his　eyes；　a
  second　spirted　saliver　into　the　air；　and　a　third　said　that　he
  neither　knew　nor　cared；　she　was　a　good　riddance；　having　more　than
  once　been　nearly　the　ruin　of　them　all；　from　the　quantity　of
  brimstone　she　carried　about　her。　　One；　however；　I　suppose　rather
  ashamed　of　the　way　in　which　they　had　treated　me；　said　at　last　that
  if　I　wanted　to　know　all　about　the　matter　none　could　tell　me　better
  than　the　child；　who　was　in　all　her　secrets；　and　was　not　a　little
  like　her；　so　I　looked　about　for　the　child；　but　could　find　her
  nowhere。　　At　last　the　same　man　told　me　that　he　shouldn't　wonder　if
  I　found　her　at　the　grave；　so　I　went　back　to　the　grave；　and　sure
  enough　there　I　found　the　child　Leonora；　seated　on　the　ground　above
  the　body；　crying　and　taking　on；　so　I　spoke　kindly　to　her；　and　said；
  〃How　came　all　this；　Leonora？　tell　me　all　about　it。〃　　It　was　a　long
  time　before　I　could　get　any　answer；　at　last　she　opened　her　mouth
  and　spoke；　and　these　were　the　words　she　said；　〃It　was　all　along　of
  your　Pal〃；　and　then　she　told　me　all　about　the　matter　…　how　Mrs。
  Herne　could　not　abide　you；　which　I　knew　before；　and　that　she　had
  sworn　your　destruction；　which　I　did　not　know　before。　　And　then　she
  told　me　how　she　found　you　living　in　the　wood　by　yourself；　and　how
  you　were　enticed　to　eat　a　poisoned　cake；　and　she　told　me　many　other
  things　that　you　wot　of；　and　she　told　me　what　perhaps　you　don't　wot；
  namely；　that　finding　you　had　been　removed；　she；　the　child；　had
  tracked　you　a　long　way；　and　found　you　at　last　well　and　hearty；　and
  no　ways　affected　by　the　poison；　and　heard　you；　as　she　stood
  concealed；　disputing　about　religion　with　a　Welsh　Methody。　　Well；
  brother；　she　told　me　all　this；　and；　moreover；　that　when　Mrs。　Herne
  heard　of　it；　she　said　that　a　dream　of　hers　had　come　to　pass。　　I
  don't　know　what　it　was；　but　something　about　herself；　a　tinker；　and
  a　dean；　and　then　she　added　that　it　was　all　up　with　her；　and　that
  she　must　take　a　long　journey。　　Well；　brother；　that　same　night
  Leonora；　waking　from　her　sleep　in　the　tent　where　Mrs。　Herne　and　she
  were　wont　to　sleep；　missed　her　bebee；　and；　becoming　alarmed；　went
  in　search　of　her；　and　at　last　found　her　hanging　from　a　branch；　and
  when　the　child　had　got　so　far；　she　took　on　violently；　and　I　could
  not　get　another　word　from　her；　so　I　left　her；　and　here　I　am。'
  'And　I　am　glad　to　see　you；　Mr。　Petulengro；　but　this　is　sad　news
  which　you　tell　me　about　Mrs。　Herne。'
  'Somewhat　dreary；　brother；　yet；　perhaps；　after　all；　it　is　a　good
  thing　that　she　is　removed；　she　carried　so　much　Devil's　tinder　about
  with　her；　as　the　man　said。'
  'I　am　sorry　for　her；'　said　I；　'more　especially　as　I　am　the　cause　of
  her　death　…　though　the　innocent　one。'
  'She　could　not　bide　you；　brother；　that's　certain；　but　that　is　no
  reason'　…　said　Mr。　Petulengro；　balancing　himself　upon　the　saddle　…
  'that　is　no　reason　why　she　should　prepare　drow　to　take　away　your
  essence　of　life；　and；　when　disappointed；　to　hang　herself　upon　a
  tree：　　if　she　was　dissatisfied　with　you；　she　might　have　flown　at
  you；　and　scratched　your　face；　or；　if　she　did　not　judge　herself　your
  match；　she　might　have　put　down　five　shillings　for　a　turn…up　between
  you　and　some　one　she　thought　could　beat　you　…　myself；　for　example　…
  and　so　the　matter　might　have　ended　comfortably；　but　she　was　always
  too　fond　of　covert　ways；　drows；　and　brimstones。　　This　is　not　the
  first　poisoning　affair　she　has　been　engaged　in。'
  'You　allude　to　drabbing　bawlor。'
  'Bah！'　said　Mr。　Petulengro；　'there's　no　harm　in　that。　　No；　no！　she
  has　cast　drows　in　her　time　for　other　guess　things　than　bawlor；　both
  Gorgios　and　Romans　have　tasted　of　them；　and　died。　　Did　you　never
  hear　of　the　poisoned　plum　pudding？'
  'Never。'
  'Then　I　will　tell　you　about　it。　　It　happened　about　six　years　ago；　a
  few　months　after　she　had　quitted　us　…　she　had　gone　first　amongst
  her　own　people；　as　she　called　them；　but　there　was　another　small
  party　of　Romans；