We'll part on Snowdon, an' I'll go one way an' they'll go
another, jist like them two streams as start from Gorphwysfa an' go
runnin' down till one on 'em takes the sea at Carnarvon, and t'other
at Tremadoc." Yis, brother, it's on Snowdon where you an' Winnie
Wynne sees the last o' Sinfi Lovell.'
Distressed as I was at her words, that inflexible look on her face I
understood only too well. 'But there is Mr. D'Arcy to consider,' I
said. 'Winnie tells me that it is the particular wish of Mr. D'Arcy
that you and she should return to him at Hurstcote Manor. He has been
wonderfully kind, and his wishes should be complied with.'
'No, brother,' said Sinfi, 'I shall never go to Hurstcote Manor no
more.'
'Surely you will, Sinfi. Winnie tells me of the deep regard that Mr.
D'Arcy has for you.'
'Never no more. Winifred's dukkeripen on Snowdon has come true, and
it wur me what made it come true. Yis, it wur Sinfi Lovell and nobody
else what made that dukkeripen come true.'
And again her face was illuminated by the triumphant expression which
it wore when she returned to Knockers' Llyn with Winnie.
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