Not by Starzke shall the matter be dealt with, but here by the River Sagalac.

This Romany has no claim upon me.

My will is my own; I myself and no other shall choose my husband, and he will never be a Romany." The young man's eyes suddenly took on a dreaming, subtle look, submerging the sulkiness which had filled him.

Twice he essayed to speak, but faltered.

At last, with an air, he said: "For seventeen years I have kept the faith.