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Thud, thud on the sands; it was surely his footsteps, and in another moment Cardo was beside her. "At last, Valmai!" he said, stretching out both hands to clasp her own as she rose to meet him, "at last!
Valmai shook her head as a farmer's wife looked round at her reprovingly. Cardo attempted another remark, but she only smiled with her finger on her lips. "This is unendurable," he thought; but he was obliged to be satisfied with the pleasure of sitting beside her until the long sermon was over, and the crowd rose en masse with ejaculations of delight at the moving eloquence of the preacher.
I left all mine behind me in my old home, and I did not think I should ever have another; but here we are across the shore, and here is the path to Dinas." "Oh, but the walk has been too short. You must come back and let us have it over again." "What! back again?" said Valmai, laughing so merrily that she woke the echoes from the cliffs.
He saw in the dim light she was slim and fair, and had a wealth of golden hair; he saw her dress was grey and her hood was red. So much the moonlight revealed, but further than this he could not discover, and politeness forbade his asking. As if in answer to his thoughts, however, her next words enlightened him. "I am Valmai Powell, the niece of Essec Powell, the preacher."
At noontide, too, Valmai had regained her composure, and had risen from her attitude of despair with a pale face and eyes which still showed traces of their storm of tears. Next day she bade her faithful Nance good-bye, leaving with her a promise to write as soon as she was settled in some place that she could call "home," and to return for a few days in the spring.
He looked at his watch as he came out into the sunshine, and followed the same path over which Valmai had sped an hour before.
Mifanwy opened her heart to her at once, and seemed every day to revive under the influence of her bright companionship; and her parents, delighted with the change which they began to perceive in their daughter, heaped kindnesses and attention upon Valmai, who was soon looked upon as one of the family; even Gwen and Winifred, the two younger girls, taking to her in a wonderful manner. Yes!
"How black the ruins look in that corner," said Cardo. "Yes, and what is that white thing in the window?" said Valmai, in a frightened whisper, and shrinking a little nearer to her companion. "Only a white owl. Here she comes sailing out into the moonlight." "Well, indeed, so it is. From here we can hear the sea, and at the beginning of the shore I shall be turning up to Dinas."
She is the most lovely girl I have ever seen, except your wife, and her mind and heart are quite worthy of her beautiful face; indeed, my dear Cardo, she is what I once thought was not to be found a second Valmai! In fact I love her, and I am not without a faint hope that my love is returned. Remember me to Shoni, and tell him I hope to see him again next spring.
"Oh, see," she said playfully, "there is a difference that little pink mole on my arm. Valmai, you haven't got it." "No," said Valmai, critically examining her wrist, with rather a dissatisfied look, "I haven't got that; but in everything else we are just alike. How lovely you are, Gwladys." "And you, Valmai, how sweet." And again they embraced each other.
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