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A very good gentleman is Mr Wynn, sir; he is very kind to his tenants and a very good lady is Mrs Wynn, sir; in the winter she gives much soup to the poor." After leaving the village of Pentre Voelas I soon found myself in a wild hilly region. I crossed a bridge over a river, which, brawling and tumbling amidst rocks, shaped its course to the north- east.
Every window of the ark was crowded with faces at the sound; the leathern curtains were undrawn to their curious eyes, and out sprang a gentleman, who carefully assisted a well-cloaked-up lady into the little inn, despite the landlady's assurances of not having a room to spare. If I remember right, Pen trê Voelas is twenty miles across the bleakest mountain road I ever saw."
"Sooner than that, we will leave in half an hour, and try to get to Pen trê Voelas to-night. It is not yet three, and the evenings are very long. Simpson should stay and finish the packing; she could go straight to London and meet us there. Macdonald and nurse could go with us. Could you bear twenty miles, do you think?" Anything to get rid of his uneasiness.
Ceiniog Mawr Pentre Voelas The Old Conway Stupendous Pass The Gwedir Family Capel Curig The Two Children Bread Wonderful Echo Tremendous Walker. I WALKED on briskly over a flat uninteresting country, and in about an hour's time came in front of a large stone house.
"Indeed, sir, and I did not know you; Mr Bellingham, I believe. Indeed, sir, Pen trê Voelas is not above eighteen miles we only charge for eighteen; it may not be much above seventeen; and we're quite full, indeed, more's the pity." "Well, but Jenny, to oblige me, an old friend, you can find lodgings out for some of your people the house across, for instance."
They were in a pretty hurry to be gone yesterday, for all that the gentleman was not fit to travel, to my way of thinking; indeed, William Wynn, the post-boy, said he was weary enough before he got to the end of that Yspytty road; and he thought they would have to rest there a day or two before they could go further than Pen trê Voelas.
Finding she had no Saesneg I repeated the question in Welsh, whereupon she told me that it was called Pentre Voelas. "And whom does the 'Plas' belong to yonder amongst the groves?" said I. "It belongs to Mr Wynn, sir, and so does the village and a great deal of the land about here.
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