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It had been decided the night before that Gwynne Ellis should leave the house alone at his usual early hour, and that his friends should come by the high road from Abersethin, and down by the river-path to the church. They were not to stand outside, but to enter the church at once, to avoid any possible observation; but in spite of this prior arrangement Cardo wondered why no one appeared.
He was up with the lark, and striding from furrow to furrow in company with Dye and Ebben, returning to a hurried breakfast, and out again on the breezy hillside before the blue smoke had begun to curl up from the thatched chimneys which marked the cluster of cottages called "Abersethin."
He said he would return in seven or eight months a year at furthest. Will he come? will he ever come?" And, gazing out over the stormy sea, she would sob in utter prostration of grief. Every day she walked to Abersethin and haunted the post-office.
He had met an Abersethin man in the town, who had promised to bring his luggage home in his cart next day, and had supplemented the promise by the information that on this particular evening, Ebben Owens would be turned out from the Penmorien Sciet. "Jâr-i! it's time for me to start, then," said Gethin; "will I be there in time, d'ye think?" "Yes, if you walk sharp; but what will you do?
Hughes wants to know if you will come and stay with her till after Monday. I have my gig at Abersethin, and can row you over now." Valmai smiled, and the sadness of that smile remained in Mr. Francis' memory. "No," she said, shaking her head slowly, "I will not leave my baby until he is buried, but thank her for me, and thank you, oh, so much.
Poor old Cardo returned home at once, and finding Valmai gone from Abersethin made his way up here. Did you see him?" Gwladys could scarcely gasp "Yes!" "Then no doubt you know how she repulsed him, and taunted him with wilful desertion of her desertion, indeed! that honest Cardo, whose very soul was bound up in her!
There were tears in the kind old eyes, as he stood waiting for the train to move. "Won't you write, sometimes, uncle?" she asked. "Well, Ay won't promise that, indeed, may dear; for there's nothing Ay hate more than wrayting a letter; but Ay'll come and see you as soon as you have a house of your own. And don't you forget to look out for a little cottage for me at Abersethin.
"And what about the witnesses?" "I have even thought of that. Are not your two friends, Wilson and Chester, coming to Abersethin next week?" "So they are," said Ellis, "to stay until I leave. The very thing. They will be delighted with such a romantic little affair. But, Cardo, how about my duty to your father, who has been a very kind friend to me?"
"Needn't do that, sir," said Roberts, "for I am going myself to Abersethin on Friday; that will give him one day's complete rest, and I'll bring him up gently with my nag." "That will do better," said the young man.
It was late on the evening of the next day when Cardo reached Caer Madoc, and, hiring a carriage from there, was driven over the old familiar road to Abersethin. The wind blue keenly over the brown, bare hills, the grey clouds hurried from the north over the pale evening sky, one brilliant star shone out like a golden gem before him.
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