'It was indeed your noble self-sacrifice for Winnie and me that made
the dukkeripen of the Golden Hand come true.'
'It worn't all for you and Winnie, Hal. I ain't a-goin' to let you
think better on me than I desarve. It wur partly for you, and it wur
partly for my dear mammy, and it wur partly for myself. Listen to me,
Hal Aylwin. _When I made Winnie's dukkeripen come true I made my own
dukkeripen come to naught at the same time_. The only way to make a
dukkeripen come to naught is to make another dukkeripen what
conterdicks it come true. That's the only way to master a dukkeripen.
It ain't often that Romanies or Gorgios or anything that lives can
master his own dukkeripen. I've been thinkin' a good deal about sich
things since I took that cuss on me. Night arter night have I laid
awake thinkin' about these 'ere things, and, brother, I believe I
have done what no livin' creatur ever done before--I've mastered my
own dukkeripen. My mammy used to say that the dukkeripen of every
livin' thing comes true at last. "Is there anythink in the whole
world," she would say, "more crafty nor one o' those old broad-finned
trouts in Knockers' Llyn? But that trout's got his dukkeripen, an' it
comes true at last.
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