Besides, can I not be a farmer and a gentleman too?
Where could I be so happy as here at home, where my ancestors have lived for generations ?" "Ancestors ?" said the girl; "what is that ?" "Oh! my grandfather and great-grandfather, and all the long dead of my family." "Yes, indeed, I see.

Ancestors," she repeated, with a sort of scheduling tone, as though making sure of the fresh information; "I do not know much English, but there's good you are speaking it! Can you speak Welsh ?" "Ha! ha! ha!" laughed Cardo, and his voice woke the echoes from Moel Hiraethog, the hill which they were nearing, and which they must compass before reaching the valley of the Berwen.

"Ha! ha! ha! Can I speak Welsh?
Why, I am Welsh to the core, Cymro glan gloyw![1] What are you ?" "Oh! Welsh, of course.

You can hear that by my talk." "Indeed no," said Cardo.

"I did not know anyone at Traeth Berwen could speak English as well as you do." He was longing to find out who his fellow-traveller was.