Whatever happened, she had finished with Romany life, and to go back would only mean black tragedy in the end.

A month ago it was a vow and an inner desire which made her determined; to-day it was the vow and a man--a Gorgio whom she had but now left in the woods, gazing after her with the look which a woman so well interprets.
"You mean you won't go free from here?
Because I was a Romany, and wish you no harm, I have come here to-day to let you go where you will--to go back to the place where the patrins show where your people travel.

I set you free, and you say what you think will hurt and shame me.

You have a cruel soul.

You would torture any woman till she died.