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"See!" she said, "gingerbread that I bought in that old street they call 'The Mwntroyd. Here is a silver ship, and here is a gold watch, and a golden girl. Which will you have?" "Well, indeed, I am as hungry as a hunter," said Cardo. "I will have the lassie, if you are sure you have enough for two." "Anwl! anwl! I have a lamb and a sheep and some little pigs in my basket."
Perhaps to-morrow my uncle might say, 'Where is Valmai? She has never brought me my book. Here it is, though," she continued, "safe under the crumbs of the gingerbread. I bought it in the Mwntroyd. 'Tis a funny name whatever." "Yes, a relic of the old Flemings, who settled in Caer Madoc long ago." "Oh! I would like to hear about that! Will you tell me about it some time again?"
In silence, which was more eloquent than words, they pursued their way till they reached the bridge over the Berwen; and as they leant over its side, and looked into the depths of the woods beneath them, they recalled all the circumstances of their first meeting. "I wish I had bought some gingerbread in the Mwntroyd, Cardo, so that we might eat it here together. Ah! how it all comes back to me!"
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