suppose Jasper's call awakened you, as it did me." "I merely lay
down in my things," said Belle, "and have not slept during the
night." "And why did you not take off your things and go to
sleep?" said I. "I did not undress," said Belle, "because I wished
to be in readiness to bid you farewell when you departed; and as
for sleeping, I could not." "Well, God bless you!" said I, taking
Belle by the hand. Belle made no answer, and I observed that her
hand was very cold. "What is the matter with you?" said I, looking
her in the face. Belle looked at me for a moment in the eyes--and
then cast down her own--her features were very pale. "You are
really unwell," said I, "I had better not go to the fair, but stay
here, and take care of you." "No," said Belle, "pray go, I am not
unwell." "Then go to your tent," said I, "and do not endanger your
health by standing abroad in the raw morning air. God bless you,
Belle. I shall be home to-night, by which time I expect you will
have made up your mind; if not, another lesson in Armenian, however
late the hour be." I then wrung Belle's hand, and ascended to the
plain above.

I found the Romany party waiting for me, and everything in
readiness for departing. Mr. Petulengro and Tawno Chikno were
mounted on two old horses. The rest, who intended to go to the
fair, amongst whom were two or three women, were on foot. On
arriving at the extremity of the plain, I looked towards the
dingle. Isopel Berners stood at the mouth, the beams of the early
morning sun shone full on her noble face and figure. I waved my
hand towards her. She slowly lifted up her right arm. I turned
away, and never saw Isopel Berners again.

My companions and myself proceeded on our way. In about two hours