That hour Mrs. Harries summoned a policeman, and in due time Winnie was put in prison.
Tim and Martha did not speak to any one of this that had been done to their daughter.
"Punished must a thief be," said Tim. "Bad is the wench."
"Bad is our little daughter," answered Martha.
Sabbath morning came and she wept.
"Showing your lament you are, old fool," cried Tim.
"For sure, no. But the mother am I."
Tim said: "My inside shivers oddly. Girl fach too young to be in jail."
A fire was set in the preacher's parlor and the doors of the Tabernacle were opened. Tim, the Bible in his hands, stepped up to the pulpit, his eyes closed in prayer, and as he passed up he stumbled.
Eylwin Jones heard the noise of his fall and ran into the chapel.