I spoke some Welsh to her, which pleased her.

She said that Welsh people at the present day were so full of fine airs that they were above speaking the old language--but that such was not the case formerly, and that she had known a Mrs Price, who was housekeeper to the Countess of Mornington, who lived in London upwards of forty years, and at the end of that time prided herself upon speaking as good Welsh as she did when a girl.

I spoke to her about the abbey, and asked if she had ever heard of Iolo Goch.

She inquired who he was.

I told her he was a great bard, and was buried in the abbey.