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Updated: May 16, 2025
"And thee ought to be too," said one of the reapers, "for I'll never forget how thee cried the day he ran away." "Well, I'll never make her cry again," said Gethin. "Art going at once, lass? Wilt not sit here and have tea with us?" and he drew his coat, which he had taken off for his work, toward her, and spread it on the hedge side. Morva laughed shyly; she was not used to such attentions.
Wilt have it?" and there was a diffident tremor in his voice, which was not its usual tone; for to-night he was as shy as a schoolboy as he opened the box and drew out the shining necklace. The iridescent colours gleamed in the moonlight and Morva exclaimed in admiration: "Oh, anwl! is that for me?" "Yes, for thee, lass; for who else?" said Gethin. "Let me fasten it on for thee.
All the way from Garthowen to fetch thee, my boy, so come as soon as thou canst." The writing was large and sprawly, it was addressed to "Gethin Owens, mate of the Gwenllian, Captain Price," and when Tom had departed, with the letter safe in his jacket pocket, the two women set themselves to wait as patiently as they could; but the hours dragged on heavily until tea-time.
This she now unfastened, and taking out the pin that had joined it together, held it above the well, which showed, as in a mirror, her leaning face and curving form, her wealth of hair, her frightened yet hopeful eyes, and the rise and fall of her bosom, filled with anxiety and superstitious awe. She had come to test her future to foresee her fate at Gethin Wishing-Well.
At the bottom of the bag from which Gethin drew his treasures, lay the little painted box containing Morva's necklace. "Where's Morva?" he asked. "I've got something for her, too." "Oh, well," said Will, "thou art a generous man and a rich, I should think! Perhaps thou hast one for Dyc 'pigstye' and Sara ''spridion' too." "Dyc 'pigstye'; no!
"Halt!" said Gethin, and he pushed his fingers through his hair until it stood on end. "Phew! Mrs. Jones was never stinting with her fire; 'tis stifling hot here," and he turned away to the doorway, and stood a moment looking out into the street. "Will married and not to Morva!" What wild hopes were rising again within him? but he crushed them down, and turned on his heel with a laugh.
In less than half an hour the necessaries which Richard had indicated were procured, and a party, consisting of himself, four stalwart miners, and the inn-keeper, started for the pit. These were followed by half the inhabitants of the little village, attracted by the rumor of their purpose, which had oozed out from the bar of the Gethin Castle.
Ach y fi!" From time to time as the years sped on, news of Gethin came in a roundabout way to the farm, and at last a letter from some foreign port, from which it was evident that the youth, now growing up to manhood, still retained his bright sunny nature and laughter-loving ways, together with the warmth of heart which had always distinguished the troublesome Gethin.
She was within two yards of Gethin, where he stood still as a statue, scarcely breathing lest he should disturb the happy pair, his eyes and his mouth alone showing the merriment and fun which were brimming over in his heart. "Now, 'machgen i," said Morva, "what dost think of me?" and she curtseyed again to Tudor, who did the same. "Dost like me? dost think I am grand to-day?
Welsh curiosity is a quantity that has to be taken into account. "I am going to Cardiff." "Yes, yes; but when you get there?" "I don't know for sure." The captain looked grave. "You have a daughter, perhaps, or a son at Cardiff?" "No, neither," said Sara. "'Tis the oldest son of Garthowen I am seeking for Gethin Owens, have you ever seen him?"
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