"With Ivor Parry out on the bay! Mother, it will never happen again—we had something to say to each other—it is passed—you must forget it, mother, as I shall—but I wanted to tell you——"
Her mother, breathless and frightened, stared at the girl, who, pale and dry-eyed, began to set about her household duties. Whether she understood what that "something" had been which had been spoken at Traeth-y-daran, she never disclosed; but she opened her arms and drew Gwladys towards her, "Calon fâch!"[[6]] was all she said as she pressed the girl to her heart.
[[1]] Well, indeed.
[[2]] Pedigree.
[[3]] Little mother.
[[4]] "What shall I do?"
[[5]] Good God!
[[6]] Dear heart.