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"Good heavens, Valmai!" said Cardo, with clenched hands, the cold sweat breaking out on his face; "do you remember it is a man's very soul you are trifling with? Do you know what a man's heart is? what his love means such love as mine?" "Such love as yours!" said Gwladys coldly.
She had already remarked, "Auntie, this is the new Vicar, I am sure," when the door opened and Gwynne Ellis entered. Having shaken hands with Mrs. Power, he turned to Gwladys with a smile of greeting. "Valmai!" he said, "I beg pardon Mrs. "No," said Gwladys, drawing herself up, "I am Gwladys Powell, Valmai's sister but do you know her?"
When William entered with the lights, they were seated on the sofa with clasped hands, and arms thrown round each other's necks. "Please, m'm, is the carriage to go or to stay?" "Oh, to go to go, of course," said Gwladys, rising to her feet. "I have paid him," said Valmai; "but I couldn't be sure, you know, whether whether " "No, darling, of course. Auntie, auntie, awake and see who has come."
Valmai! why have we been separated so long?" and, sinking into a chair, she trembled with agitation. Mrs. Power held her hands out, though not very cordially. She was beginning to arrange her ideas. "Welcome her! Why, of course, of course. How do you do, my dear? Very glad to see you, I am sure, though I can't think where you have dropped from. Gwladys, calm yourself; I am surprised at you.
Poor old Cardo returned home at once, and finding Valmai gone from Abersethin made his way up here. Did you see him?" Gwladys could scarcely gasp "Yes!" "Then no doubt you know how she repulsed him, and taunted him with wilful desertion of her desertion, indeed! that honest Cardo, whose very soul was bound up in her!
"You had better ring for the lights, Gwladys," said the elder lady, as she settled herself to what she called "five minutes' snooze," a slumber which generally lasted till dinner-time. "There is a carriage coming down the drive; what can it be, auntie?" But auntie was already in dreamland, and Gwladys stood still at the window watching with curiosity the vehicle which drew nearer and nearer.
Gwladys had removed her sister's hat, and as she stood now before Mrs. Power, in the full light of the lamp and the fire, that poor lady was smitten by the same bewilderment which had taken possession of William at the front door. She could only ejaculate: "Gracious goodness, Gwladys! What is the meaning of this? Who is it, child? and which are you? Are you this one or that one?
Her sorrow and repentance are greater than the occasion demands, I think, for, after all, it was her deep love for her sister which made her act in this way; and I am sure that, when you and Valmai have been reunited and all your joys return, you will have no room in your hearts for anger against Gwladys.
Not because they contain anything shameful, but because circumstances compel her to silence." The effect of these words upon Gwladys was, at first, to make her rigid and cold as stone.
I thought you were in Figi, or Panama, or Macedonia, or some place of that kind." "Patagonia," said Valmai, smiling. "My parents both died there, and I have come home to live in Wales again " "Well, to be sure," said Mrs. Power, rubbing one hand over another, her favourite action. "Come, Gwladys, don't cry don't be silly; as your sister is here, she will stay with us a week or so.
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