[Footnote] Even now, Hal, I
sometimes o' nights feels the bite here of the Romany Sap,' pointing
to her bosom, 'and it's all along o' you, Hal, it's all along o' you,
because I seem to be breaking the promise about Gorgios I made to my
poor mammy.'
[Footnote: The Romany serpent, Conscience.]
'The Romany Sap? You mean the Romany conscience, I suppose, Sinfi:
you mean the trouble a Romany feels when he has broken the Romany
laws, when he has done wrong according to the Romany notions of right
and wrong. But you are innocent of all wrong-doing.'
'I don't know nothin' about conscience,' said she, 'I mean the Romany
Sap. Don't you mind when we was a-goin' up Snowdon arter Winifred
that mornin'? I told you as the rocks, an' the trees, an' the winds,
an' the waters cuss us when we goes ag'in the Romany blood an' ag'in
the dukkerin' dook. The cuss that the rocks, an' the trees, an' the
winds, an' the waters makes, an' sends it out to bite the burk
[Footnote] o' the Romany as does wrong--that's the Romany Sap.'
[Footnote: Breast.]
'You mean conscience, Sinfi.
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