Una compañía de hermosos egipcios -como se llamaba entonces a los gitanos- avanzó al redondel, y sentándose en el suelo, con las piernas cruzadas, en círculo, comenzaron a tocar suavemente sus cítaras, moviendo el cuerpo al son de la música y tarareando en leve murmullo un aire de ensueño, todo en notas graves. Cuando vieron a don Pedro le gruñeron y algunos se mostraron aterrorizados, porque apenas hacía dos semanas que había hecho ahorcar por brujos a dos de la tribu en la plaza del mercado de Sevilla; pero la linda infanta los encantó, viéndola echarse hacia atrás y mirar con sus grandes ojos azules por encima del abanico, y se sentían seguros de que personilla tan encantadora no podía ser cruel para nadie. Tocaron, pues, muy dulcemente, hiriendo apenas las cuerdas de las cítaras con sus largas uñas puntiagudas e inclinando las cabezas como si tuvieran sueño. De pronto, con un grito tan agudo que todos los niños se asustaron y don Pedro se llevó la mano al pomo de su daga, se pusieron en pie y giraron locamente por el redondel, tocando sus tamboriles y cantando una delirante canción de amor en su extraño lenguaje gutural. Luego, a una nueva señal, se echaron todos al suelo y se quedaron allí tranquilos: el opaco rasgueo de las cítaras era el único sonido que rompía el silencio. Después de repetir el acto varias veces, desaparecieron por un momento, y volvieron, trayendo un oso pardo y peludo atado con cadena y cargando sobre las espaldas unos pequeños monos de Berbería. El oso se ponía de cabeza con la mayor gravedad; y los monos, amaestrados, hicieron toda clase de juegos divertidos con dos niños gitanos que parecían ser sus maestros, y luchaban con espadas diminutas y disparaban fusiles y ejecutaban ejercicios militares como si fueran soldados de la guardia del rey. Los gitanos alcanzaron gran éxito.
A troop of handsome Egyptians—as the gipsies were termed in those days—then advanced into the arena, and sitting down cross-legs, in a circle, began to play softly upon their zithers, moving their bodies to the tune, and humming, almost below their breath, a low dreamy air. When they caught sight of Don Pedro they scowled at him, and some of them looked terrified, for only a few weeks before he had had two of their tribe hanged for sorcery in the market-place at Seville, but the pretty Infanta charmed them as she leaned back peeping over her fan with her great blue eyes, and they felt sure that one so lovely as she was could never be cruel to anybody. So they played on very gently and just touching the cords of the zithers with their long pointed nails, and their heads began to nod as though they were falling asleep. Suddenly, with a cry so shrill that all the children were startled and Don Pedro’s hand clutched at the agate pommel of his dagger, they leapt to their feet and whirled madly round the enclosure beating their tambourines, and chaunting some wild love-song in their strange guttural language. Then at another signal they all flung themselves again to the ground and lay there quite still, the dull strumming of the zithers being the only sound that broke the silence. After that they had done this several times, they disappeared for a moment and came back leading a brown shaggy bear by a chain, and carrying on their shoulders some little Barbary apes. The bear stood upon his head with the utmost gravity, and the wizened apes played all kinds of amusing tricks with two gipsy boys who seemed to be their masters, and fought with tiny swords, and fired off guns, and went through a regular soldier’s drill just like the King’s own bodyguard. In fact the gipsies were a great success.