The Romany Rye: A sequel to "Lavengro"Borrow, George
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The Romany Rye: A sequel to "Lavengro"
Borrow, George
Adventure stories; England -- Fiction; Romanies -- Fiction
where I expected to be able to obtain what I considered to be their full
value. At length the time arrived for the commencement of the fair,
which was within three months of the period which my beloved and myself
had fixed upon for the celebration of our nuptials. To the fair I went,
a couple of trusty men following me with the horses. I soon found a
purchaser for the animals, a portly, plausible person, of about forty,
dressed in a blue riding coat, brown top boots, and leather breeches.
There was a strange-looking urchin with him, attired in nearly similar
fashion, with a beam in one of his eyes, who called him father. The man
paid me for the purchase in bank-notes—three fifty-pound notes for the
two horses. As we were about to take leave of each other, he suddenly
produced another fifty-pound note, inquiring whether I could change it,
complaining, at the same time, of the difficulty of procuring change in
the fair. As I happened to have plenty of small money in my possession,
and as I felt obliged to him for having purchased my horses at what I
considered to be a good price, I informed him that I should be very happy
to accommodate him; so I changed him the note, and he, having taken
possession of the horses, went his way, and I myself returned home.
“A month passed; during this time I paid away two of the notes which I
had received at Horncastle from the dealer—one of them in my immediate
neighbourhood, and the other at a town about fifteen miles distant, to
which I had repaired for the purpose of purchasing some furniture. All
things seemed to be going on most prosperously, and I felt quite happy,
when one morning, as I was overlooking some workmen who were employed
about my house, I was accosted by a constable, who informed me that he
was sent to request my immediate appearance before a neighbouring bench
of magistrates. Concluding that I was merely summoned on some
unimportant business connected with the neighbourhood, I felt no
surprise, and forthwith departed in company with the officer. The
demeanour of the man upon the way struck me as somewhat singular. I had
frequently spoken to him before, and had always found him civil and
respectful, but he was now reserved and sullen, and replied to two or
three questions which I put to him in anything but a courteous manner.
On arriving at the place where the magistrates were sitting—an inn at a
small town about two miles distant—I found a more than usual number of
people assembled, who appeared to be conversing with considerable
eagerness. At sight of me they became silent, but crowded after me as I
followed the man into the magistrates’ room. There I found the tradesman
to whom I had paid the note for the furniture at the town fifteen miles
off in attendance, accompanied by an agent of the Bank of England; the
former, it seems, had paid the note into a provincial bank, the
proprietors of which, discovering it to be a forgery, had forthwith
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