"Oh! 'tis Welsh, so read thou to me.

My glasses are not suiting me so well as they were." The truth was, he was too nervous to read the letter himself, a fact which Morva quite comprehended.
"MY DEAR FATHER," began Will, "I daresay you are expecting to hear from me, but I have had a good deal to do since we returned from our wedding tour.

The contents of this letter will surprise you, I am sure, but I hope they will please you too.

We are very happy in our new home, and my uncle, though living under the same roof with us, is very kind and considerate, and never interferes with our plans.

He seems very fond of Gwenda, and it would be strange if he were not, for she is as good as she is beautiful.