PassedthroughPennoworPenhow，asmallvillage。Thesceneryintheneighbourhoodofthisplaceishighlyinteresting。Tothenorth—westatsomedistanceisMynyddTurvey，asharppointedbluemountain。Tothesouth—east，ontheright，muchnearer，aretwobeautifulgreenhills，thelowestprettilywooded，andhavingitstopafairwhitemansioncalledPenhowCastle，whichbelongstoafamilyofthenameofCave。ThencetoLlanvaches，aprettylittlevillage。WhenIwasaboutthemiddleofthisplaceIheardanoddsound，somethinglikeanoteofrecognition，whichattractedmyattentiontoanobjectveryneartome，fromwhichitseemedtoproceed，andwhichwascomingfromthedirectioninwhichIwasgoing。Itwasthefigureseeminglyofafemale，wrappedinacoarsebluecloak，thefeetbareandthelegsbarealsonearlyuptotheknee，bothterriblysplashedwiththeslushoftheroad。
Theheadwassurmountedbyakindofhood，whichjustpermittedmetoseecoarseredhair，abroadface，greyeyes，asnubbednose，blubberlipsandgreatwhiteteeth—theeyeswerestaringintentlyatme。Istoppedandstaredtoo，andatlastthoughtIrecognisedthefeaturesoftheuncouthgirlIhadseenonthegreennearChesterwiththeIrishtinkerTourloughandhiswife。
\"Dearme！\"saidI，\"didInotseeyounearChesterlastsummer？\"
\"Tobesureyedid；andyeweregoingtopassmewithoutawordofnoticeorkindnesshadInotgivenyeabitofahail。\"
\"Well，\"saidI，\"Ibegyourpardon。Howisitallwidye？\"