blished it abroad as you have done. You need
only have confessed to God, or if you wanted to do more, I am an
ordained priest. I can't imagine why you did not ask Gwilym to lend
you the money; at all events you returned it as soon as you could. Ask
Jacob the Mill to keep one of Fan's pups for me."

Ebben Owens was too excited by the rest of the letter to notice the
callousness of the postscript, and thought only of the kindness which
so easily forgave his sin.

"Call Ann," he said, and Morva went joyfully.

"Come, Ann fach!" she cried, at the foot of the stairs, "here's good
news for you. Will and his wife are coming to see you."

Ann came down in a flurry, half of pleasure and half of fright.

"Oh, anwl!" she said, as she entered the kitchen, "there's a happy time
it will be for us all. Oh! mustn't we bustle about and get everything
nice for them. I must rub up the furniture in the best bedroom and get
the silver teapot out and the silver spoons!"

"Yes," said her father, rubbing his knees, "'twill be a grand time
indeed! When will they come, I wonder? Perhaps we have not quite lost
Will after all."

"Twt, twt, no," said Morva; "didn't mother always say that they would
come back to you?"

"Yes, indeed--do you think she meant Gethin too?"

"I think she meant him too," said Morva, blushing.

"When will the gorse and the heather be in full bloom, I wonder? Caton
pawb! I have never noticed it much," asked the old man.

"Oh! in another month," answered Morva, "'twill be gold and purple all
over, with soft blue and brown shadows in the mornings, and in the
evenings grey and copper in all the little hollows. Oh, 'tis
beautiful! and I can show her where the plovers lay their eggs, and I
will take her to listen for the curlew's note coming out of the mist
like a spirit whistler, and I can take her down to the rocks by Ogo
Wylofen, too, where the seals are making their home. But, indeed, Will
knows it all as well as I do, and he will like to show them all to her
himself, I think."

From that day light seemed to dawn upon the old man's soul; his step
grew firmer, he stooped less in the shoulders, he looked less on the
ground and more bravely on his fellow travellers on the road of life.
He did not flinch from the consequences of his confession, but seemed
to find some inward peace, which more than recompensed him for the
discredit which he had brought upon himself. From this time forward a
great chan