Sinfi then said
some more words in Romany, whereupon Videy held out the money to me.
I felt it best to receive it, though Sinfi never once looked at me;
and I could not tell what expression her own honest face wore,
whether of deadly anger or mortal shame. The two sisters walked off
in silence together, while Rhona set up a kind of war-dance behind
them, and the three went down the path.
In a few minutes Sinfi again returned and, pointing in great
excitement to the sunset sky, cried, 'Look, look! The Dukkeripen of
the trushul.' [Footnote] And indeed, the sunset was now making a
spectacle such as might have aroused a spasm of admiration in the
most prosaic breast. As I looked at it and then turned to look at
Sinfi's noble features, illumined and spiritualised by a light that
seemed more than earthly, a new feeling came upon me as though y
Wyddfa and the clouds were joining in a prophecy of hope.
[Footnote: Cross.]
VII
After losing Sinfi I hired some men to assist me in my search. Day
after day did we continue the quest; but no trace of Winifred could
be found.
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