'No, don't leave me,' I said; 'wait till she comes to us. She's sure to come quite soon enough. Depend upon it she is eager to see how her coup de théâtre has prospered.'
'I must really go to her,' said Winifred; 'ever since we left
Hurstcote I have fallen in with her wishes in everything.'
'But why?'
'Because I am sure from Mr. D'Arcy's words that she has rendered me some great service, though what it is I can't guess in the least.'
'But what are really the plans of the day of this important Gypsy?'
'There again I can't guess in the least,' said Winifred. 'Probably the walk to the top and then down to Llanberis, and then on to Carnarvon, is really to take place, as originally arranged—only with the slight addition that some one is to join us! I shall soon be back, either alone or with Sinfi, and then we shall know.'
She ran up the path. Against her wish I followed her for a time. She moved towards the same dangerous ledge of rock where I had last seen her on that day before she vanished in the mist.
I cried out as I followed her, 'Winnie, for God's sake don't run that danger!'
'No danger at all,' she cried. 'I know every rock as well as you know every boulder of Raxton Cliffs.'
I watched her poising herself on the ledge; it made me dizzy. Her confidence, however, was so great that I began to feel she was safe; and after she had passed out of sight I returned to the llyn where we had breakfasted.