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She spoke in very broken Welsh, but Morva understood her. "Does it lead anywhere?" "It leads nowhere," said Morva, "but to the cliffs; but round there beyond the Cribserth," and she pointed to the rugged ridge of rocks, "is Garthowen; up there to the right is nothing but moorland for two miles." "Oh, then I will turn this way," said Gwenda. "Will they let me rest at the farm a while, do you think?
He possessed that doubtful advantage, the power of attracting to himself the affection and friendship of everyone who came in contact with him; his children idolised him, and Morva was no whit behind them in her affection for him. In spite of his long grizzled locks, and a slight stoop, he was still a hale and hearty yeoman under his seventy years.
There was no answering fervour on her part, but she went so far as to smooth back the thick hair which shaded his forehead and to press a light kiss upon his brow. "Well done!" said Will, with a laugh, "that is the first time thou hast ever given me a kiss of thine own accord. I must say, Morva; thou art as sparing of thy kisses as if thou wert a princess.
"Well, then, I suppose there is nothing else to be said, and I must live without thee; but 'twill be hard, very hard, lass. I thought I thought but there; what's the use of thinking? I suppose I must say 'Good-bye. Wilt give me one kiss before we part? No? Well, indeed, an unwilling kiss from Morva would kill me, so fforwel, lass! At least shake hands."
If you will let us know when it will be convenient to you, we will fix a time to come to Garthowen. I remain, dear father, "Your affectionate son, Ebben Owens had been gradually growing more excited, and at the last word said with a gasp: "He has forgotten my confession, Morva; I am of no consequence to him!"
"Poor Will!" said the girl, looking pensively out over the shimmering sea. "Once more, Morva, dost love me?" "Oh, Will, once more, yes! I love thee with all my heart, thee and everyone at Garthowen." "Well," said Will, "we have been kind to thee ever since thou wast cast ashore by the storm. It would be cruel and ungrateful to return our kindness by breaking my heart."
When he did enter the house, it was only to take his meals hurriedly and silently, and if by chance he encountered Morva, as was unavoidable sometimes in the day's work, he was careful not to look at her. The girl, though conscious of his change of manner, showed no outward sign of the acute suffering she was undergoing.
"Only grown bigger and rougher and uglier, but never mind; 'tis the same old Gethin who carried thee about the slopes on his shoulders, but, dei anwl! I didn't expect to see thee so altered and so so pretty." Morva blushed but ignored the compliment. "Well, indeed, there's glad they'll be to see thee at Garthowen." "Dost think?" "Yes, indeed; but won't I put him some supper, mother?"
But, Morva," he said, tossing the gorse blossoms on her lap, "'tis a happy thing to love and to be loved in return." "Yes, perhaps," said the girl, thinking of Will, and wondering why, though he loved her so much, there was always a shadow hanging over her affection for him.
The obstinacy which was so strong a trait in his character was the real cause of his refusal to give Morva her freedom, for the old love for her was fast giving place to his new-born passion for Gwenda Vaughan, which had grown steadily ever since he had first met her. Girl.
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