“Is your mother Irish?”
“No, sir, she is of this place; my father married her shortly after he came here.”
“Of what religion are you?”
“Church, sir, church.”
“Was your father of the church?”
“Not always, sir; he was once what is called a Cartholic. He turned to the church after he came here.”
“A’n’t there a great many Methodists in Bala?”
“Plenty, sir, plenty.”
“How came your father not to go over to the Methodists instead of the church?”
“’Cause he didn’t like them, sir; he used to say they were a trumpery, cheating set; that they wouldn’t swear, but would lie through a three-inch board.”