'The place I think she liked most of all wur that very pool where she
and you breakfasted together on that morning.'
'Were there no other favourite places?'
'Yes, there wur the Fairy Glen; she wur very fond of that. And there
wur the Swallow Falls; she wur very fond of them. And there wur a
place on the Beddgelert pathway, up from the Carnarvon road, about
two miles from Beddgelert. There is a great bit of rock there where
she used to love to sit and look across towards Anglesey. And talking
about that place reminds me, brother, that our people and the
Boswells and a lot more are camped on the Carnarvon road just where
the pathway up Snowdon begins. And I wur told yesterday by a
'quaintance of mine as I seed outside the bungalow that daddy and
Videy had joined them. Shouldn't we go and see 'em?'
This exactly fitted in with the thoughts and projects that had
suddenly come to me, and it was arranged that we should start for the
encampment next morning.
As we were leaving the bungalow the next day, I said to Sinfi, 'You
are not taking your crwth.
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