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soothed a frightened bird. “Where are go for Father," she cried, "his light is we, lass ?”
flashing now through the trees.” “On the Glen path, where thou must But Evan turned his face to her behave fallen. But thou art hurt; I must seechingly: call the others !"
“Wait with me, here,” he pleaded. His fingers tightened about her hand. “It 's not for long." "I-I waited for thee, Gladdwyd."
Tenderly she lifted his head to her lap “Yes, lad, but we came down the Capel and sat waiting fearfully until the moving way. All the while I cooked the porridge lights should come near enough for her for supper I watched for thy passing, and father to hear her call. when thou didst not come, I could not Presently Evan stirred and moaned, rest. 'N'wncwl John and Father are then suddenly a flash of joyous wonder searching the woods for thee now." overspread his face.
“And thou camest to seek me?" asked "It 's beautiful, it is!" he murmured Evan tenderly. “Thou carest enough – breathlessly, "all beautiful now. Lifeenough for that?"
and-love-and death." With a half-sob she laid her hand upon his arm. “Come, Evan, I will help thee; The years have passed, but the weathertry to rise.”
beaten little shelter, with its pathetic inBut he groaned with pain as she at- scription yet legible above the penny-box, tempted to lift him.
may still be seen on the path that leads to “No! No!” he cried in anguish, “I Fous Noddum. But it is only a place for cannot move, something crushes me here,” the birds and squirrels now, and no viand he lay his hand on his chest.
brant harp notes mingle with the music of Gladdwyd started up in terror. “I will the Glen.
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