She was soon listening with deep interest to the eloquent and burning words which fell from the lips of the preacher; and with the harebells nodding at her, the golden coltsfoot staring up into the sky, the laughing babies sprawling about, was it any wonder that sadness fled away, and joy and love sang a paean of thankfulness in her heart?
It was at this moment that Cardo caught sight of her.

Unconsciously, he had been seeking her in every square yard which his eye could reach, and here she was close to him all the time.

The discovery awoke a throb of pleasure within him, and with a flush upon his dark face he rose and made his way towards her.

She was absently turning over the leaves of her little Welsh hymn-book as he approached, and smiling unconsciously at a toddling child who was making journeys of discovery around the furze bushes.

A quick, short "Oh!" escaped her as she saw him approach, her face brightened up--yes, certainly she was glad.
Cardo saw it in the mantling blush and the pleased smile as he found a seat on the grass beside her.