But we Tziganes knew this before there ever were astronomers!
The tziganes at Armenonville were playing the "Valse Bleue."
They were Tziganes, barefooted, with gay petticoats and flowered shawls and dangling earrings.
Vivid ruby and topaz gleam in the wine-glasses, the air is throbbing with the wild, passionate music of the Tziganes.
There were Tziganes playing while we dined, and it was all more amusing than anything I have done here yet.
At the far end of the ballroom some thirty tziganes, women and men, in their picturesque costumes were making music.
In both these places a capital band of Tziganes play the music of the country.