'
I felt that the longer she chatted about such matters as these the
more opportunities I should get of learning how much and how little
she knew of her own story, so I said,
'But tell me how Sinfi contrived to trick you.'
'Well, this morning was the time fixed for our visiting Llyn
Coblynau, as we call Knockers' Lynn, which was my favourite place as
a child. We were to see it when the colours of the morning were upon
it. Then we were to go right to the top of Snowdon and take a mid-day
meal at the hut there, and in the evening go down to Llanberis and
sleep there. To-morrow morning we were to go to dear old Carnarvon
and see again the beloved sea. I find now that her plan was to bring
you and me together in this sensational way.'
'Will she join us?' I asked.
'I know no more than you what will be Sinfi's next whim. At the last
moment yesterday I was surprised to find that I was not to come with
her here, as she was not to sleep in the camp last night because she
had promised to see a friend at Capel Curig. And now, shall I tell
you how she inveigled me into taking my part in this Snowdon play she
was getting up? She told me that she had the greatest wish to
discover how the "Knockers' echoes," as they are called, would sound
if, in the early morning, she were to play her crwth in one spot and
I were to answer it from another spot with a verse of a Welsh song.
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