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Updated: May 15, 2025
Before he went to market in the morning Will had sought out Morva as she sat on her milking-stool, leaning her head on Daisy's flank, and milking her to the old refrain: "Troodi, Troodi! come down from the mountain! Troodi, Troodi! come up from the dale!" "I want to see thee, Morva; wilt meet me beyond the Cribserth to-night? 'Twill be moonlight.
The moor beyond the Cribserth he avoided carefully, and when his work led him along the brow of the hill, he tried to avert his eyes as well as his thoughts from its undulating knolls, a background, against which memory would picture a winsome girl, red-cloaked and blue-kilted.
Would it not be wiser of Will to turn his face to the world lying beyond the Cribserth ridge, where the towns the smooth roads the college and the many people lay, and leave her to her lonely moor to the sheep, and the gorse, and the heather? She looked around her, where the evening sun was flooding land and sea with golden glory.
Troodie! come up from the dale; Moelen and Corwen, and Blodwen and Trodwen, I'll meet you all with my milking-pail!" The echo of it brought a pleased smile to the old man's lips, as he neared his home and left the clear singing behind him. The day had broadened to noontide, and had passed into late afternoon, when Gethin Owens once more crept round the Cribserth.
What is it? Tell me, child." "Oh! nothing," said the girl. "Only Will has been here." "Oh! I see," said Gethin bitterly, "to bid thee fforwel, I suppose. Well, it won't be for long; he will be back soon, and then thou wilt be happy, Morva." "Gethin, thee must promise me one thing." "And what is that?" he said. "Never to tell anyone what I told thee over yonder beyond the Cribserth.
As soon as the cows were milked and the short frosty day had ended, the moon rose clear and bright over the Cribserth. "I am going to see Sara," said Will, taking his hat off the peg in the blue painted passage.
In the evening, when the sun had set and given place to a soft round moon, he was not at all astonished to find that Gethin was missing: nor was he surprised, as he stood at the farm door, to see him rounding the Cribserth and disappear on the moonlit moor.
"Thank you for coming, 'merch i; in some way you will bring us good." And again that strangely happy feeling came over Gwenda. Rounding the Cribserth, the two girls soon reached Garthowen. It was afternoon, and drawing near tea-time. Ebben Owens was already sitting on the settle in the best kitchen, waiting for it, when the sound of voices without attracted his attention.
I saw her, a faint, white figure, gliding before me till I reached the Cribserth, and there she disappeared, but I knew what she wished me to do; and I followed the path down to the shore, and there was tumult and storm indeed, the air full of spray, and even in the black night the foaming waves showing white against the darkness.
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