"How did you manage to escape Shoni's shrewd eyes in such finery ?" "I put my scarlet cloak on and drew the hood over my head, and it tumbled my hair," she said, with a little wan smile.

Already the glamour of the wedding was giving way to the sorrow of parting.

"I had my hat under my cloak.

Oh, anwl! I am getting quite a deceitful girl!" Cardo winced; was he sullying the pure soul?
But there was no time for retrospection, the minutes were fleeting rapidly by, he had to return to his breakfast with his father, who would expect his last hours to be spent with him.
"When do you start from Brynderyn ?" she asked, her voice growing lower and more sorrowful.
"At two o'clock, love, punctually; the cart has already gone with my luggage.

Valmai, how can I part from you--how can I leave you, my beloved, my wife ?" "Oh, Cardo, Cardo!" was all her answer.