CHAPTER V.
GWYNNE ELLIS ARRIVES.
For a few days, Valmai, although she had received no serious harm from her watery adventure, still felt a little languor and indisposition, which kept her a prisoner in the house.

As she lay on the old shabby sofa, her time was fully occupied by reading to her uncle, books of Welsh history or the effusions of the old bards, which interested him so much.

Ever and anon, while he searched for a reference or took notes of some special passage, she would fall into a dreamy reverie, a happy smile on her lips and a light in her eyes which her uncle saw not.

Yes, Cardo loved her! She knew now that he did, and the world was changed.

She would make haste to get well and find him again on the shore, on the cliffs, or on the banks of the Berwen.