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Her design was fulfilled, and she and Enoch came to dwell in Thornton East, in a house near Richmond Park, and on the gate before the house, and on the door of the house, she put the name Windsor. From that hour she valued herself high. She had the words Mrs. G. Enos-Harries printed on cards, and she did not speak of Enoch's trade in the hearing of anybody.
Enos-Harries this is the Enos-Harries who has a drapery shop in Kingsend sent to Ben this letter: "Take Dinner with Slf and Wife same, is Late Dinner I am pleased to inform. And Oblige." Enos-Harries showed Ben his house, and told him the cost of the treasures that were therein.
There's a language, dear me. This will not interest you in the least. Put your ambarelo in the cornel, Messes Enos-Harries, and your backhead in a chair. Making a lecture am I." Gwen told him the errand upon which she was bent, and while they two drank tea, Ben said: "Sing you a song, Messes Enos-Harries. Not forgotten have I your singing in Queen's Hall on the Day of David the Saint.
"I am preaching very busy now just." "Well-well. Asked I did for you are a clean Cymro bach. As I repeat, only leading lines in speakers shall be there. Come now into the drawing-room and I'll give you an intro to the Missus Enos-Harries. In evening dress she is chik Paris Model. The invoice price was ten-ten." "Wait a bit," Ben remarked. "I would be glad if I could speak."
She gave ten guineas to the rebuilding fund, put a carpet on the floor of the pastor's parlor, sang at brotherhood gatherings, and entertained the pastor and his wife. Wherefore her charity was discoursed thus: "Now when Peter spoke of a light that shines shines, mark you he was thinking of such ladies as Mrs. G. Enos-Harries. Not forgetting Mr. G. Enos-Harries."
"Shall I go back to the dressmaking as I was?" Hugh was not mollified. By means of such women man is brought to a penny. He felt dishonored and wounded. Of the London Welsh he was the least. Look at Enos-Harries and Ben Lloyd and Eynon Davies. There's boys for you. And look at the black John Daniel, who was a prentice with him at Carmarthen. Hark him ordering preacher Kingsend.
And I know he won't see visitors." "But won't you tell him? It will do him such a lot of good. You know what a stronghold of Toryism this place is." A voice from an inner room cried: "Who is to see me?" "Come this way," said Mrs. Lloyd. Ben, sitting at a table with writing paper and a Bible before him, rose. "Messes Enos-Harries," he said, "long since I met you. No odds if I mouth Welsh?
"Perhaps the next time we give you the invite. The Cymrodorion shall be in the miting." "As you plead, try I will." "Stretching a point am I," Harries said. "This is a favor for you to address this glorious miting where the Welsh drapers will attend and the Missus Enos-Harries will sing 'Land of my Fathers."
"There is no one in the world like him," she said. "He will get very far." "Bring Mistar Lloyd to Windsor for me to know him quite well," said Enoch. "I will ask him," Gwen replied without faltering. "Benefit myself I will." Early every Thursday afternoon Ben arrived at Windsor, and at the coming home from his shop of Enoch, Ben always said: "Messes Enos-Harries has been singing the piano.
How many children you have, Messes Enos-Harries?" "Not one. The husband is weak and he is older much than I." "The Father has kept His most beautiful gift from you. Pity that is." Tears gushed from Ben's eyes. "If the marriage-maker had brought us together, children we would have jeweled with your eyes and crowned with your hair." "And your intellect," said Gwen.
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