I sat down, and the man and woman resumed their seats.
“I suppose you come on business connected with the factory?” said the man.
“No,” said I, “my business is connected with Owen Glendower.”
“With Owen Glendower?” said the man, staring.
“Yes,” said I; “I came to see his place.”
“You will not see much of his house now,” said the man—“it is down; only a few bricks remain.”
“But I shall see the place where his house stood,” said I; “which is all I expected to see.”
“Yes; you can see that.”
“What does the dyn dieithr say?” said the woman in Welsh, with an inquiring look.
“That he is come to see the place of Owen Glendower.”