He hadn't a relation in the world that he knew of.

He had got on well, and had saved five hundred pounds.

They were safe in the bank at Cardiff, and when he found he was not going to get better after all--for he hadn't the same healthy constitution that I had--well, nothing would do for him but he must make his will and leave all he had to me.

'Twas all right and proper, Sara, and the nurse and the doctor witnessed it.
"Caton pawb! he thought I had done a lot for him, poor fellow; when, if he only knew, the Welsh hymns and the talks about Wales had helped me to get well.

I had my hand on his, just like you have yours on mine now, when he died.