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Updated: June 14, 2025
If we should stumble down one of the steep banks, we should never be heard of again." "Oh, ay, we're a long distance from the ruvver? and it is as well to keep aweh; for if we were to get into the Geinig to-night, we would be tekken down like straws." And how welcome was the small red ray that told of the shepherd's cottage just below the juncture of the Geinig and Aivron.
"You've pulled me out of the river," said she, laughing, as she shook her dripping sleeves and kicked her skirts; and then she went on, coolly, to explain, "I know you are rather sensitive to ridicule, and you don't like to think of those people telling the story against you as to how you fell into the Geinig Pool. Very well; there needn't be any such story.
Ben More, Suilven, Canisp oh, to see them once again! and the windy skies, and Geinig thundering down its rocky chasm, and Aivron singing its morning song along the golden gravel of its shoals! what did he want with any theatre? with the harlequinade in which he was losing his life? Could he not escape? Euston station was not so far away and Invershin?
And here was her favorite Geinig sometimes with tawny masses boiling down between the boulders, sometimes sweeping in a black-brown current round a sudden curve, and sometimes racing over silver-gray shallows; but always with this continuous murmur that seemed to offer a kind of companionship where there was no other sound or sign of life.
Lionel Moore. And what had become of the Aivron and the Geinig now? their distant murmurs were easily drowned in the roar of enthusiasm with which the vast audience a mass of orange-hued faces they seemed across the footlights greeted the prima-donna and the popular young baritone. Nina was here also, in her subordinate part.
But when they reached a certain wooden foot-bridge across the stream, Robert held on his way, making for the Lodge, while Lionel, well content and asking no questions, followed the young lady. She led the way across the bridge and along the opposite bank until they reached the Geinig Pool, where they scrambled down to the side of the river just above the falls.
Old Robert, whose head was just visible above the bracken, was thereupon called to pack up the remains of the simple feast, and then they set forth again skirting, but not troubling the Geinig Pool, for the sun was too strong.
Then, that ceremony being over, they deposited the salmon in a hole in the bank, to be picked up on their homeward journey, and forthwith set out again, up the valley of the Geinig. Their surroundings were now becoming more wild and lonely this, in fact, being the route by which Lionel had travelled the day before when he was after the deer.
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