"Let me fasten it on for thee.

'Tis a tiresome clasp," and as she bent her shapely neck and his fingers touched it for a moment, she gently drew further away.
"Dost like them ?" said Gethin, looking from the shining shells to the glowing face above them.
"Oh, they are beautiful!" she answered, feeling them with her fingers.
"I will go in and show them to Ann.

I haven't said 'thank you,' but I do thank thee indeed, Gethin;" and he followed her into the "hall," where the glowing light from the fire and the candle fell on the changing glitter of the shells.
"Oh, there's beautiful!" said Ann.

"Come near, Morva, and let me look at them.

Well, indeed, they are fit for a lady." "Thee must have paid a lot for that," said Ebben Owens, rather reproachfully.
"Not much indeed, father, but I wasn't going to forget my little playfellow, whatever." "No, no, my boy, that was quite right," said the old man; and Will too tried to smile and admire, but there was a flush of vexation on his face which did not escape Morva's notice.
"I must go now," she said, a little shadow falling over her.
"Let me loosen the clasp for thee," said Gethin; but Morva, remembering the touch of the brown fingers, quickly reached the door.
"No--no, I must show them to mother." "Hast thanked Gethin, lass ?" said the old man.
"Not much, indeed," she answered, turning back at the door, "but I thank thee, Gethin, for remembering me," and, half-playfully and half-seriously, she made him a little bob curtsey.
Arrived in the cottage she drew eagerly into the gleam of the candle.
"Mother, mother, look! see what Gethin has brought me.