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For a few days, Valh she had received no serious haruor and indisposition,

which kept her a prisoner in the house As she lay on the old shabby

sofa, her ti to her uncle, books of

Welsh history or the effusions of the old bards, which interested him

so much Ever and anon, while he searched for a reference or took

notes of soe, she would fall into a dreaht in her eyes which her uncle saw

not Yes, Cardo loved her! She kne that he did, and the world

was changed She would ain on

the shore, on the cliffs, or on the banks of the Berwen Her uncle had

heard froht of the storotten the circumstance, and only recalled it when

he eet wet, e I was, uncle I had been to see Nance,

and the storm increased so much when I was there that when I returned

the waves washed right over the bridge"

"Well, to be sure! Now on the next page you will find a splendid

description of such a stor

Meanwhile, Cardo, after a good night's rest, was no whit the worse for

his battle with the storm; but he was full of fears lest Valmai's more

delicate frame should suffer He rose with the dawn and rass across the valley, and into the field where Essec