"Yes," said Will, laughing; "a nest of Dissenters, certainly."
"Well," said the vicar, "you owe a great deal to Gwilym Morris. You would never have begun your college career on such good standing had it not been for him. In fact, you have had exceptional advantages."
"Yes," said Will; "he is a splendid teacher, and a good man."
"Well, well," said his uncle, "let the superstructure be good, and the foundation will soon be forgotten."
"A good man's silent influence is a very solid foundation to build upon, whatever denomination he may belong to," said the vicar.
"Oh, certainly, certainly," agreed Dr. Owen. "My carriage is at The
Bear; perhaps you will walk down with me, both of you?"
"Of course, of course," said Mr. Price; "if you must go."
"Yes, I must go; I must not be late for the meeting at Caer-Madoc."
The vicar hunted for his walking-stick, and Will helped his uncle to get into his greatcoat.
"Thank you, my boy," said the old man, almost warmly, for he was beginning to feel the ties of blood awakening in his heart.