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Updated: June 27, 2025
I am, my dear Aylwin, Your sincere Friend, Was the mystery at an end? Was there one point in this story of stories which this letter of D'Arcy's had not cleared up? Yes, indeed there was one. What motive or rather, what mixture of motives had impelled Sinfi to play her part in restoring Winifred to me? Her affection for me was, I knew, as strong as my own affection for her.
'And so you wondered what had become of me from your last seeing me down to your waking up in Mr. D'Arcy's house? 'Yes, yes, Henry. Do tell me what you were doing all that time. As she said these words the whole tragedy of my life returned to me in one moment, and yet in that moment I lived over again every dreadful incident and every dreadful detail.
"He is a good swimmer, and will have got upon the bottom," cried Philip; but his heart misgave him, for the cold wind had made D'Arcy put on his thick coat and heavy boots; Harry ran towards their large boat. The sails and oars were on shore. "No, no, the canoe!" cried Philip. An Indian hunter, a friend of D'Arcy's, had left his canoe on the beach in the morning. The paddles were in her.
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.
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