'Look, look!' said Sinfi, 'I never know'd afore that angels played
the crwth. I wonder whether they can draw a livin' mullo up to the
clouds, same as my crwth can draw one to Snowdon?'
I bade them good-night, and joined Panuel at the door.
I was conducting him along the corridor to his room when the door was
reopened and Sinfi's head appeared, as bright as ever, and then a
beckoning hand.
'Reia,' said she, when I had returned to the door, 'I want to whisper
a word in your ear'; and she pulled my head towards the door and
whispered, 'Don't tell nobody about that 'ere jewelled trushul in the
church vaults at Raxton. We shall be going down there at the fair
time, so don't tell nobody.'
'But you surely are not afraid of your father,' I whispered in reply.
'No, no,' said she, bringing her lips so close to my face that I felt
the breath steaming round my ear. 'Not daddy--Videy!--Daddy can't
keep a secret for five minutes. It's her I'm afeared on.'
I had scarcely left the door two yards behind me when I heard the
voices of the sisters in loud altercation.
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