“Here are two samples: please give me your judgment upon them.”
Mr. Wynn took the samples, and having smelt them, returned them to his employer, saying, this is worth so much, the other sample is not worth buying.
“Well, Mr. Wynn, I am satisfied, and more than satisfied, with your conduct during the years you have been in our house. For your goodness, and the deep interest you have taken in all matters connected with my affairs, from the bottom of my heart I thank you. You are necessarily agitated by reason of the scene through which you have just passed. You must be fatigued too by reason of the extra work you have, for my sake, imposed upon yourself. I cannot now say in what way I shall reward you, but if you and friend Jones will come and dine at my house (bring Mrs. Jones and your daughter with you), I will then tell you the course I shall adopt, and the arrangements I propose to make with reference to your position and prospects. Your disinterested service calls for an ample reward.”
“I require no reward, Mr. Roberts,” said Cadwgan. “I have simply done my duty.”
“Well, well, Mr. Wynn, you may think so. You must not, however, condemn me for holding the contrary opinion.”
“I should esteem it a favour, sir, if you would give Mr. Sykes and Mr. Williams a holiday. They are not well, and I fear the pressure upon them during the past few weeks has overtaxed their strength.”
“By all means let them go. Please give them this, and tell them it is a small token of my high appreciation of their conduct.”
Mr. Wynn was delighted at being made the channel of Mr. Roberts’s communication. When the papers were opened, it was found that they were two £10 Bank of England notes. On receiving the gift, the Yorkshireman held it up, and said,—“I little expected this.” Mr. Williams, too, was equally surprised. They then wished each other good morning, and it need hardly be said that Mr. Wynn’s assistants thoroughly enjoyed their day’s trip to Windsor.
CHAPTER V.
THE RIGHT MAN COMING AT THE RIGHT TIME.
“Is it not strange, dear aunt,” said Gwenfan, “that Cadwgan has been so long silent? We have not heard from him for more than a month. He might just have sent a line to say he was well, and when we may expect him?”