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"'Twould be easy to stand on the garden wall and throw it in through the window." Ann was busily counting the sovereigns which had rolled into all sorts of difficult corners. "Thirty-eight, thirty-nine, forty!" "Every one right," said Gwilym; "how fortunate! but how I should like to tell Gryffy Lewis I forgive him, and that he has done right in returning the money."
In the excitement of the moment her change of countenance escaped the notice of the other members of the family. "Gone," said Will, "gone where? What do you mean, man? Stolen?" "Yes, no doubt, for the window and the drawer were open." "The window?" said Ebben Owens. "Then the thief must have come in that way." "And gone out, too, I suppose," said Gwilym. "Tis that devil, Gryffy Lewis," said Will.
"Poor man, we must not blame him till we are certain. I hoped and believed that he had taken a turn for the better, and this would be a dreadful blow to me." "Blow to you!" said Will excitedly. "I'll go to Castell On for a policeman, and it'll be a blow to Gryffy when he feels the handcuffs on his wrists." "No no," said Gwilym Morris, "that I will never allow."
We will fix our wedding for some day after your return from Llaniago at Christmas, as we would like you to be present as well as my father. Elinor Jones of Betheyron will be my bridesmaid, and Morva and Gryffy Jones will be the only others at the wedding."
"Oh, I didn't know," said the girl, "but I thought God would make it plain some day." "I don't think there is much doubt about it," said Gwilym. "Poor Gryffy; we know he must have suffered much remorse before he threw that bag in at the window again." "'Twas not Gethin, and that's all we need trouble our heads about now," said the old man rising from the table.
I think you owe it to everyone in the house, Gwilym, to send for a policeman and have the matter cleared up." "It wouldn't do," said Ebben, "to charge Gryffy without any proofs, so we had better hush it up and say nothing about it before the servants."
"He could easily creep up from his cottage. You ought not to have told him." "No, I ought not," said the preacher; "but, indeed, I was so glad of the money and to find that Tim 'Penlau' was honest after all our doubts, and Gryffy Lewis seemed as glad as I was." "The deceitful blackguard!" said Ebben Owens. "Well, we don't know it was he after all," suggested Gwilym.
Perhaps they will take me back again some day, though I was pretty hard upon Gryffy Lewis when he got drunk, and would not agree to his being taken back again for months, when the other deacons were quite ready to forgive him. Well, well! I must live a good many years yet to repent of all my bad ways, and you must have patience with me, my little children."
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