Reaching the top, we sat down in the hut and made our simple
luncheon. Winnie was a great favourite with the people there, and
she could not get away from them for a long time. We went down to
Bwlch Glas, and there we stood gazing at the path that leads to
Llanberis.
I had not observed, but Winnie evidently had, that Sinfi wanted to
speak to me alone; for she wandered away pretending to be looking
for a certain landmark which she remembered; and Sinfi and I were
left together.
'Brother,' said Sinfi, 'I ain't a-goin' to Llanberis an' Carnarvon
with you two. You take that path; I take this.'
She pointed to the two downward paths.
'Surely you are not going to leave us at a moment like this?' I said.
'That's jist what I am a-goin' to do,' she said. 'This is the very
time an' this is the very place where I am a-goin' to leave you an'
all Gorgios.'
'Part on Snowdon, Sinfi!' I exclaimed.
'That's what we're a-goin' to do, brother. What I sez to myself when
I made up my mind to take the cuss on me wur this: "I'll make her
dukkeripen come true; I'll take her to him in Wales, and then we'll
part.
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