This occupied several days, during which time Sinfi
stayed with some acquaintances encamped near Carnarvon, while I
lodged at a little hotel.
'You don't ask me how you happened to meet me at Holywell, brother,'
said she to me, as we stood looking across the water at Carnarvon
Castle, over whose mighty battlements the moon was fighting with an
army of black, angry clouds, which a wild wind was leading furiously
against her--'you don't ask me how you happened to meet me at
Holywell, nor how long I've been back agin in dear old Wales, nor
what I've been a-doin' on since we parted; but that's nuther here nor
there. I'll tell you what I think about Winnie an' the chances o'
findin' her, brother, and that'll intrust you more.'
'What is it, Sinfi?' I cried, waking up from the reminiscences,
bitter and sweet, the bright moon had conjured up in my mind.
'Well, brother, Winnie, you see, was very fond o' me.'
'She was, and good reason for being fond of you she had.'
'Well, brother, bein' very fond o' me, _that_ made her very fond o'
_all_ Romanies; and though she took agin me at fust, arter the cuss,
as she took agin you because we was her closest friends (that's what
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