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"No, no, bother the tea-things; let them be for a while, Valmai. I forbid your carrying them away at present, and, you know, you have promised to obey." "Yes, indeed, and to love you, and no one ever did love anybody as much as I love you. Oh, I am sure of it. No, indeed, Cardo.
For her own child's sake, all the other nameless graves had become sacred to Valmai; she weeded and trimmed them until the old sexton was proud of what he called the "babies' corner."
You never come to see us now, and there's many warm hearts on this side the Rock Bridge as on the island, I can tell you." "Yes, indeed, I know, and I thank you all," said Valmai, as she went out again into the sunshine. The sailors were gone now, and she was free to make her way over the golden sands so often trodden by her and Cardo.
Now, don't deny it, my dear fellow; I see it all I read it in your eyes I know all about it. The pretty cow's lovely mistress; and her name is Valmai! How tender! My Welsh is rather rusty, but I know that means 'sweet as May. Oh, Cardo Wynne, what a lucky dog you are!" "Oh, stop, stop, for mercy's sake!" said Cardo. "Your Pegasus is flying away with you to-night, Ellis.
"As good as ever he was!" "Splendid!" "Did you hear that remark about the wrong key?" "Oh! telling!" And amongst the murmer of approval and enthusiasm Valmai and Cardo rose. For a moment the former looked undecided, and he read her thoughts.
Your imagination is weaving a picture which is far beside the truth. You have not guessed badly. I do love Valmai, Corwen's mistress, and I wish to God the rest of the picture were true." "Pooh! my dear fellow, 'the course of true love, you know, etc., etc. It will all come right in time, of course; these things always do. I'll manage it all for you.
Thus Cardo mused, as he sat on the hedge in the spring sunshine, his eyes roaming over the dense throng now settling down to listen to the sermon, which the preacher was beginning in low, slow sentences. Every ear was strained to listen, every eye was fixed on the preacher, but Cardo could not help wondering where Valmai was.
"Let us follow the path," said Ellis stoutly; "it seems to lead straight by the back of the house, and that old ivy-covered barn looks tempting, and suggestive of a beautiful sketch." Cardo hesitated. "Come along, Cardo; not all the Methodist preachers in the world can frighten me back when I am on the track of a pretty picture." In the old ivy-covered barn they found Valmai.
He cast a nervous glance towards Dinas, wondering whether Valmai would remember her promise fearing lest she might have overslept herself that Essec Powell or Shoni might have discovered her intentions and prevented their fulfilment; perhaps even she might be shut up in one of the rooms in that gaunt, grey house!
She ought to be here to show you your room," and reaching a heavy stick, which stood by his bedside, he knocked impatiently on the bare boarded floor, calling Mrs. Finch! Mrs. Finch! so loudly at the same time, that Valmai seriously feared he would burst a blood vessel. "Deaf as a post," he said, gasping. "Leave it to me, uncle; don't tire yourself.
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