She is an ideal girl.

Tell me when you are going to retire, old fellow, and then I will try my luck.

That sweet mouth, though the delight of a lover, is the despair of an artist." Cardo sighed.
"Well, she came back after you were gone, then, and shook hands with me, but said her uncle did not seem delighted to hear I was the Vicar's friend." "Of course not." "But I made love to Shoni and gained his consent, and he is the real master there, I fancy." "You did ?" said Cardo, lost in admiration of his friend's shrewdness.
"I did," said Ellis.

"To-morrow I am to go to the field and paint Corwen and Valmai has promised to come and make a daisy chain for the occasion." "Has she indeed ?" said Cardo, with great interest.

"She would not promise me.