I am thinking you gentlemen 'ould be marrying your grandmothers for the beauty money! Not my son Howels, indeet! He don't be wanting money.

He marry his cousin for love.

Hush you! There's Pengoch beginning a Penyll! You don't be hearing anything like that in England.

Ach a fi! my 'deet, I am sorry.

"God save the Queen!" and it don't seem an hour since they began!' Mrs Jenkins stood up with the rest, and beat time emphatically Scarcely was the last verse of 'God save the Queen' finished, when Howel came up to his mother, and biting his tongue to keep in his ire, said-- 'Mother, I will see you safe first!' and without allowing her time to do more than make a curtsey to her companions, offered her his arm, and led her quickly down the room.