AfterpassingTipton，atwhichplaceoneleavesthegreatworkingdistrictbehind；Ibecameforaconsiderabletimeayawning，listlessEnglishman，withoutpride，enthusiasm，orfeelingofanykind，fromwhichstateIwassuddenlyrousedbythesightofruinededificesonthetopsofhills。TheywereremainsofcastlesbuiltbyNormanBarons。Here，perhaps，thereaderwillexpectfrommeaburstofNormanenthusiasm：ifsohewillbemistaken；IhavenoNormanenthusiasm，andhateandabominatethenameofNorman，forIhavealwaysassociatedthatnamewiththedefloweringofhelplessEnglishwomen，theplunderingofEnglishhomesteads，andthetearingoutofpoorEnglishmen’seyes。Thesightofthoseedifices，nowinruins，butwhichwereoncethestrongholdsofplunder，violence，andlust，mademealmostashamedofbeinganEnglishman，fortheybroughttomymindtheindignitiestowhichpoorEnglishbloodhasbeensubjected。Isatsilentandmelancholy，tilllookingfromthewindowIcaughtsightofalonglineofhills，whichIguessedtobetheWelshhills，asindeedtheyproved，whichsightcausingmetorememberthatIwasboundforWales，thelandofthebard，mademecastallgloomythoughtsasideandglowwithalltheWelshenthusiasmwithwhichI
　　glowedwhenIfirststartedinthedirectionofWales。
　　OnarrivingatChester，atwhichplaceweintendedtospendtwoorthreedays，weputupatanold—fashionedinninNorthgateStreet，towhichwehadbeenrecommended；mywifeanddaughterorderedteaanditsaccompaniments，andIorderedale，andthatwhichalwaysshouldaccompanyit，cheese。"ThealeIshallfindbad，"saidI；
　　ChesteralehadavillainouscharacterinthetimeofoldSionTudor，whomadeafirst—rateenglynuponit，andithasscarcelyimprovedsince；"butIshallhaveatreatinthecheese，Cheshirecheesehasalwaysbeenreckonedexcellent，andnowthatIaminthecapitalofthecheesecountry，ofcourseIshallhavesomeoftheveryprime。"Well，thetea，loafandbuttermadetheirappearance，andwiththemmycheeseandale。Tomyhorrorthecheesehadmuchtheappearanceofsoapofthecommonestkind，whichindeedIfounditmuchresembledintaste，onputtingasmallportionintomymouth。"Ah，"saidI，afterIhadopenedthewindowandejectedthehalf—masticatedmorselintothestreet，"thosewhowishtoregaleongoodCheshirecheesemustnotcometoChester，nomorethanthosewhowishtodrinkfirst—ratecoffeemustgotoMocha。I’llnowseewhetherthealeisdrinkable；"soItookalittleofthealeintomymouth，andinstantlygoingtothewindow，spirteditoutafterthecheese。"Ofasurety，"saidI，"ChesteralemustbeofmuchthesamequalityasitwasinthetimeofSionTudor，whospokeofittothefollowingeffect：—
　　"Chesterale，Chesterale！Icouldne’ergetitdown，’Tismadeofground—ivy，ofdirt，andofbran，’Tisasthickasariverbelowahugetown！
　　’Tisnotlapforadog，farlessdrinkforaman。’
　　Well！ifIhavebeendeceivedinthecheese，Ihaveatanyratenotbeendeceivedintheale，whichIexpectedtofindexecrable。
　　Patience！Ishallnotfallintoapassion，moreespeciallyastherearethingsIcanfallbackupon。Wife！Iwilltroubleyouforacupoftea。Henrietta！havethekindnesstocutmeasliceofbreadandbutter。"
　　Uponthewholewefoundourselvesverycomfortableintheold—
　　fashionedinn，whichwaskeptbyaniceold—fashionedgentlewoman，withtheassistanceofthreeservants，namely，a"boots"andtwostrappingchambermaids，oneofwhichwasaWelshgirl，withwhomI
　　soonscrapedacquaintance，not，Iassurethereader，forthesakeoftheprettyWelsheyeswhichshecarriedinherhead，butforthesakeoftheprettyWelshtonguewhichshecarriedinhermouth，fromwhichIconfessoccasionallyproceededsoundswhich，howeverpretty，Iwasquiteunabletounderstand。
　　CHAPTERIII
　　Chester—TheRows—LewisGlynCothi—TragedyofMold—NativeofAntigua—SlaveryandtheAmericans—TheTents—SaturdayNight。
　　ONthemorningafterourarrivalwewentouttogether，andwalkedupanddownseveralstreets；mywifeanddaughter，however，soonleavingmetogointoashop，Istrolledaboutbymyself。Chesterisanancienttownwithwallsandgates，aprisoncalledacastle，builtonthesiteofanancientkeep，anunpretending—lookingredsandstonecathedral，twoorthreehandsomechurches，severalgoodstreets，andcertaincuriousplacescalledrows。TheChesterrowisabroadarchedstonegalleryrunningparallelwiththestreetwithinthefacadesofthehouses；itispartlyopenonthesideofthestreet，andjustonestoryaboveit。Withintherows，ofwhichtherearethreeorfour，areshops，everyshopbeingonthatsidewhichisfarthestfromthestreet。AllthebestshopsinChesteraretobefoundintherows。Theserows，towhichyouascendbystairsupnarrowpassages，wereoriginallybuiltforthesecurityofthewaresoftheprincipalmerchantsagainsttheWelsh。Shouldthemountaineersbreakintothetown，astheyfrequentlydid，theymightriflesomeofthecommonshops，wheretheirbootywouldbeslight，butthosewhichcontainedthemorecostlyarticleswouldbebeyondtheirreach；foratthefirstalarmthedoorsofthepassages，upwhichthestairsled，wouldbeclosed，andallaccesstotheupperstreetscutoff，fromtheopenarchesofwhichmissilesofallkinds，keptreadyforsuchoccasions，couldbedischargedupontheintruders，whowouldbesoongladtobeataretreat。TheserowsandthewallsarecertainlythemostremarkablememorialsofoldtimeswhichChesterhastoboastof。
　　Uponthewallsitispossibletomakethewholecompassofthecity，therebeingagoodbutnarrowwalkuponthem。Thenorthernwallabutsuponafrightfulravine，atthebottomofwhichisacanal。FromthewesternonethereisanobleviewoftheWelshhills。
　　AsIstoodgazinguponthehillsfromthewallaraggedmancameupandaskedforcharity。
　　"Canyoutellmethenameofthattallhill？"saidI，pointinginthedirectionofthesouth—west。"Thathill，sir，"saidthebeggar，"iscalledMoelVamagh；IoughttoknowsomethingaboutitasIwasbornatitsfoot。""Moel，"saidI，"abaldhill；Vamagh，maternalormotherly。MoelVamagh，theMotherMoel。""Justso，sir，"saidthebeggar；"IseeyouareaWelshman，likemyself，thoughIsupposeyoucomefromtheSouth—MoelVamaghistheMotherMoel，andiscalledsobecauseitisthehighestofalltheMoels。""DidyoueverhearofaplacecalledMold？"saidI。"Oh，yes，yourhonour，"saidthebeggar；"manyatime；andmany’sthetimeIhavebeenthere。""Inwhichdirectiondoesitlie？"saidI。
　　"TowardsMoelVamagh，yourhonour，"saidthebeggar，"whichisafewmilesbeyondit；youcan’tseeitfromhere，butlooktowardsMoelVamaghandyouwillseeoverit。""Thankyou，"saidI，andgavesomethingtothebeggar，whodeparted，afterfirsttakingoffhishat。LongandfixedlydidIgazeinthedirectionofMold。
　　Thereasonwhichinducedmetodosowastheknowledgeofanappallingtragedytransactedthereintheoldtime，inwhichthereiseveryreasontosupposeacertainWelshbard，calledLewisGlynCothi，hadashare。
　　Thisman，whowasanativeofSouthWales，flourishedduringthewarsoftheRoses。Besidesbeingapoeticalhewassomethingofamilitarygenius，andhadacommandoffootinthearmyoftheLancastrianJasperEarlofPembroke，thesonofOwenTudor，andhalf—brotherofHenrytheSixth。AfterthebattleofMortimer’sCross，inwhichtheEarl’sforcesweredefeated，thewarriorbardfoundhiswaytoChester，wherehemarriedthewidowofacitizenandopenedashop，withoutaskingthepermissionofthemayor，whowiththeofficersofjusticecameandseizedallhisgoods，which，accordingtohisownaccount，filledninesacks，andthendrovehimoutofthetown。Thebardinagreatfuryinditedanawdl，inwhichheinvitesReinalltapGrufyddapBleddyn，akindofpredatorychieftain，whoresidedalittlewayoffinFlintshire，tocomeandsetthetownonfire，andslaughtertheinhabitants，inrevengeforthewrongshehadsuffered，andthenproceedstoventallkindsofimprecationsagainstthemayorandpeopleofChester，wishing，amongstotherthings，thattheymightsoonhearthattheDeehadbecometooshallowtobeartheirships—thatacertaincutaneousdisordermightattackthewristsofgreatandsmall，oldandyoung，laityandclergy—thatgrassmightgrowintheirstreets—thatIlarandCyveilach，Welshsaints，mightslaythem—
　　thatdogsmightsnarlatthem—andthatthekingofheaven，withthesaintsBrynachandNon，mightafflictthemwithblindness—
　　whichpiece，howeverineffectualininducingGodandthesaintstovisittheChesterpeoplewiththecurseswithwhichthefuriousbardwishedthemtobeafflicted，seemstohaveproducedsomewhatofitsintendedeffectonthechieftain，whoshortlyafterwards，onlearningthatthemayorandmanyoftheChesterpeoplewerepresentatthefairofMold，nearwhichplaceheresided，setuponthemattheheadofhisforces，andafteradesperatecombat，inwhichmanyliveswerelost，tookthemayorprisoner，anddrovethoseofhispeoplewhosurvivedintoatower，whichhesetonfireandburnt，withalltheunhappywretcheswhichitcontained，completingthehorrorsofthedaybyhangingtheunfortunatemayor。
　　ConversantasIwaswithallthisstrangehistory，isitwonderfulthatIlookedwithgreatinterestfromthewallofChesterinthedirectionofMold？
　　OncedidImakethecompassofthecityuponthewalls，andwasbeginningtodothesameasecondtime，whenIstumbledagainstablack，who，withhisarmsleaninguponthewall，wasspittingoverit，inthedirectionoftheriver。Iapologised，andcontrivedtoenterintoconversationwithhim。Hewastolerablywelldressed，hadahairycaponhishead，wasaboutfortyyearsofage，andbrutishlyugly，hisfeaturesscarcelyresemblingthoseofahumanbeing。HetoldmehewasanativeofAntigua，ablacksmithbytrade，andhadbeenaslave。IaskedhimifhecouldspeakanylanguagebesidesEnglish，andreceivedforanswerthatbesidesEnglish，hecouldspeakSpanishandFrench。ForthwithIspoketohiminSpanish，buthedidnotunderstandme。IthenaskedhimtospeaktomeinSpanish，buthecouldnot。"SurelyyoucantellmethewordforwaterinSpanish，"saidI；he，however，wasnotable。
　　"Howisit，"saidI，"that，pretendingtobeacquaintedwithSpanish，youdonotevenknowthewordforwater？"Hesaidhecouldnottell，butsupposedthathehadforgottentheSpanishlanguage，addinghowever，thathecouldspeakFrenchperfectly。I
　　spoketohiminFrench—hedidnotunderstandme：ItoldhimtospeaktomeinFrench，buthedidnot。IthenaskedhimthewordforbreadinFrench，buthecouldnottellme。Imadenoobservationsonhisignorance，butinquiredhowhelikedbeingaslave？Hesaidnotatall；thatitwasverybadtobeaslave，asaslavewasforcedtowork。Iaskedhimifhedidnotworknowthathewasfree？Hesaidveryseldom；thathedidnotlikework，andthatitdidnotagreewithhim。IaskedhowhecameintoEngland，andhesaidthatwishingtoseeEngland，hehadcomeoverwithagentlemanashisservant，butthatassoonashegotthere，hehadlefthismaster，ashedidnotlikework。IaskedhimhowhecontrivedtoliveinEnglandwithoutworking？HesaidthatanyblackmightliveinEnglandwithoutworking；thatallhehadtodowastoattendreligiousmeetings，andspeakagainstslaveryandtheAmericans。Iaskedhimifhehaddoneso。Hesaidhehad，andthatthereligiouspeoplewereverykindtohim，andgavehimmoney，andthatareligiousladywasgoingtomarryhim。IaskedhimifheknewanythingabouttheAmericans？Hesaidhedid，andthattheywereverybadpeople，whokeptslavesandfloggedthem。
　　"Andquiterighttoo，"saidI，"iftheyarelazyrascalslikeyourself，whowanttoeatwithoutworking。Whataprettysetofknavesorfoolsmusttheybe，whoencourageafellowlikeyoutospeakagainstnegroslavery，ofthenecessityforwhichyouyourselfarealivinginstance，andagainstapeopleofwhomyouknowasmuchasofFrenchorSpanish。"Thenleavingtheblack，whomadenootheranswertowhatIsaid，thanbyspittingwithconsiderableforceinthedirectionoftheriver，Icontinuedmakingmysecondcompassofthecityuponthewall。
　　Havingwalkedroundthecityforthesecondtime，Ireturnedtotheinn。IntheeveningIwentoutagain，passedoverthebridge，andthenturnedtotherightinthedirectionofthehills。Neartheriver，onmyright，onakindofgreen，Iobservedtwoorthreetentsresemblingthoseofgypsies。Someraggedchildrenwereplayingnearthem，who，however，hadnothingoftheappearanceofthechildrenoftheEgyptianrace，theirlocksbeingnotdark，buteitherofaflaxenorredhue，andtheirfeaturesnotdelicateandregular，butcoarseanduncouth，andtheircomplexionsnotolive，butratherincliningtobefair。Ididnotgouptothem，butcontinuedmycoursetillIarrivednearalargefactory。Ithenturnedandretracedmystepsintothetown。ItwasSaturdaynight，andthestreetswerecrowdedwithpeople，manyofwhommusthavebeenWelsh，asIheardtheCambrianlanguagespokenoneveryside。
　　CHAPTERIV
　　SundayMorning—TaresandWheat—Teetotalism—Hearsay—IrishFamily—WhatProfession？—SabbathEvening—PriestorMinister—
　　GiveusGod。
　　ONtheSundaymorning，aswesatatbreakfast，weheardthenoiseofsinginginthestreet；runningtothewindow，wesawanumberofpeople，bareheaded，fromwhosemouthsthesingingorpsalmodyproceeded。These，oninquiry，wewereinformed，wereMethodists，goingabouttoraiserecruitsforagrandcamp—meeting，whichwastobeheldalittlewayoutofthetown。Wefinishedourbreakfast，andatelevenattendeddivineserviceattheCathedral。
　　Theinteriorofthisholyedificewassmoothandneat，strangelycontrastingwithitsexterior，whichwasroughandweather—beaten。
　　Wehaddecentplacesfoundusbyacivilverger，whoprobablytookusforwhatwewere—decentcountrypeople。Weheardmuchfinechantingbythechoir，andanadmirablesermon，preachedbyavenerableprebend，on"TaresandWheat。"Thecongregationwasnumerousandattentive。Afterservicewereturnedtoourinn，andattwoo’clockdined。Duringdinnerourconversationranalmostentirelyonthesermon，whichweallagreedwasoneofthebestsermonswehadeverheard，andmostsingularlyadaptedtocountrypeoplelikeourselves，beingon"WheatandTares。"Whendinnerwasovermywifeanddaughterrepairedtotheneighbouringchurch，andIwentinquestofthecamp—meeting，havingamightydesiretoknowwhatkindofathingMethodismatChesterwas。
　　Ifoundabouttwothousandpeoplegatheredtogetherinafieldneartherailroadstation；awaggonstoodundersomegreenelmsatoneendofthefield，inwhichweretenoradozenmenwiththelookofMethodistpreachers；oneofthesewasholdingforthtothemultitudewhenIarrived，buthepresentlysatdown，Ihaving，asI
　　suppose，onlycomeintimetohearthefag—endofhissermon。
　　Anothersucceededhim，who，afterspeakingforabouthalfanhour，wassucceededbyanother。Allthediscourseswerevulgarandfanatical，andinsomeinstancesunintelligibleatleasttomyears。Therewasplentyofvociferation，butnotonesingleburstofeloquence。Someoftheassemblyappearedtotakeconsiderableinterestinwhatwassaid，andeverynowandthenshowedtheydidbydevouthumsandgroans；butthegeneralityevidentlytooklittleornone，staringaboutlistlessly，ortalkingtooneanother。
　　Sometimes，whenanythingparticularlylowescapedfromthemouthofthespeaker，Iheardexclamationsof"howlow！well，IthinkI
　　couldpreachbetterthanthat，"andthelike。Atlengthamanofaboutfifty，pock—brokenandsomewhatbald，begantospeak：unliketheotherswhoscreamed，shouted，andseemedinearnest，hespokeinadry，waggishstyle，whichhadallthecoarsenessandnothingoftheclevernessofthatofoldRowlandHill，whomIonceheard。
　　Afteragreatmanyjokes，someofthemverypoor，andothersexceedinglythread—bare，onthefollyofthosewhosellthemselvestotheDevilforalittletemporaryenjoyment，heintroducedthesubjectofdrunkenness，orratherdrinkingfermentedliquors，whichheseemedtoconsiderthesamething；andmanyasorryjokeonthefollyofdrinkingthemdidhecrack，whichsomehalf—dozenamidsttheconcourseapplauded。Atlengthhesaid：—
　　"Afterall，brethren，suchdrinkingisnojokingmatter，foritistherootofallevil。Now，brethren，ifyouwouldallgettoheaven，andcheattheenemyofyoursouls，nevergointoapublic—
　　housetodrink，andneverfetchanydrinkfromapublic—house。Letnothingpassyourlips，intheshapeofdrink，strongerthanwaterortea。Brethren，ifyouwouldcheattheDevil，takethepledgeandbecometeetotalers。Iamateetotallermyself，thankGod—
　　thoughonceIwasaregularlushington。"
　　HereensuedaburstoflaughterinwhichIjoined，thoughnotatthewretchedjoke，butattheabsurdityoftheargument；for，accordingtothatargument，IthoughtmyoldfriendstheSpaniardsandPortuguesemustbethemostmoralpeopleintheworld，beingalmostallwater—drinkers。Asthespeakerwasproceedingwithhisnonsense，Iheardsomeonesaybehindme—"aprettyfellowthat，tospeakagainstdrinkingandpublic—houses：hepretendstobereformed，butheisstillasfondofthelushasever。ItwasonlytheotherdayIsawhimreelingoutofagin—shop。"
　　NowthatspeechIdidnotlike，forIsawatoncethatitcouldnotbetrue，soIturnedquicklyroundandsaid—"Oldchap，Icanscarcelycreditthat！"
　　Theman，whomIaddressed，arough—and—ready—lookingfellowofthelowerclass，seemedhalfdisposedtoreturnmeasavageanswer；butanEnglishmanofthelowerclass，thoughyoucallhiswordinquestion，isneversavagewithyou，providedyoucallhimoldchap，andheconsidersyoubyyourdresstobehissuperiorinstation。
　　NowI，whohadcalledthewordofthismaninquestion，hadcalledhimoldchap，andwasconsiderablybetterdressedthanhimself；so，afteralittlehesitation，hebecamequitegentle，andsomethingmore，forhesaidinahalf—apologetictone—"Well，sir，Ididnotexactlyseehimmyself，butaparticularfriendofmineheer’damansay，thatheheer’danothermansay，thathewastoldthatamanheer’dthatthatfellow—"
　　"Come，come！"saidI，"amanmustnotbeconvictedonevidencelikethat；nomanhasmorecontemptforthedoctrinewhichthatmanendeavourstoinculcatethanmyself，forIconsiderittohavebeengotuppartlyforfanatical，partlyforpoliticalpurposes；butI
　　willneverbelievethathewaslatelyseencomingoutofagin—
　　shop；heistoowise，orrathertoocunning，forthat。"
　　Istayedlisteningtothesepeopletilleveningwasathand。I
　　thenleftthem，andwithoutreturningtotheinnstrolledoverthebridgetothegreen，wherethetentsstood。Iwentuptothem：
　　twowomensatattheentranceofone；amanstoodbythem，andthechildren，whomIhadbeforeseen，weregambollingnearathand。
　　Oneofthewomenwasaboutforty，theothersometwentyyearsyounger；bothwereugly。Theyoungerwasarude，stupid—lookingcreature，withredcheeksandredderhair，buttherewasadashofintelligenceandlikewiseofwildnessinthecountenanceoftheelderfemale，whosecomplexionandhairwereratherdark。Themanwasaboutthesameageastheelderwoman；hehadratherasharplook，andwasdressedinhat，whitefrock—coat，corduroybreeches，longstockingsandshoes。Igavethemthesealoftheevening。
　　"Goodeveningtoyourhaner，"saidtheman—"Goodeveningtoyou，sir，"saidthewoman；whilsttheyoungermumbledsomething，probablytothesameeffect，butwhichIdidnotcatch。
　　"Fineweather，"saidI。
　　"Very，sir，"saidtheelderfemale。"Won’tyoupleasetositdown？"andreachingbackintothetent，shepulledoutastoolwhichsheplacednearme。
　　Isatdownonthestool。"Youarenotfromtheseparts？"saidI，addressingmyselftotheman。
　　"Wearenot，yourhaner，"saidtheman；"wearefromIreland。"
　　"Andthislady，"saidI，motioningwithmyheadtotheelderfemale，"is，Isuppose，yourwife。"
　　"Sheis，yourhaner，andthechildrenwhichyourhanerseesaremychildren。"
　　"Andwhoisthisyounglady？"saidI，motioningtotheuncouth—
　　lookinggirl。
　　"Theyounglady，asyourhanerispleasedtocallher，isadaughterofasisterofminewhoisnowdead，alongwithherhusband。Wehaveherwithus，yourhaner，becauseifwedidnotshewouldbealoneintheworld。"
　　"Andwhattradeorprofessiondoyoufollow？"saidI。
　　"Wedoabitinthetinkeringline，yourhaner。"
　　"Doyoufindtinkeringaveryprofitableprofession？"saidI。
　　"Notvery，yourhaner；butwecontrivetogetacrustandadrinkbyit。"
　　"That’smorethanIevercould，"saidI。
　　"Hasyourhanertheneverfollowedtinkering？"saidtheman。
　　"Yes，"saidI，"butIsoonleftoff。"
　　"Andbecameaminister，"saidtheelderfemale，"Well，yourhonourisnotthefirstindifferenttinkerthat’sturnedoutashiningminister。"
　　"Whydoyouthinkmeaminister？"
　　"Becauseyourhonourhastheverylookandvoiceofone。Oh，itwaskindinyourhonourtocometoushereintheSabbathevening，inorderthatyoumightbringusGod。"
　　"WhatdoyoumeanbybringingyouGod？"saidI。
　　"Talkingtousaboutgoodthings，sir，andinstructingusoutoftheHolyBook。"
　　"Iamnominister，"saidI。
　　"Thenyouareapriest；Iamsureyouareeitheraministerorapriest；andnowthatIlookonyou，sir，Ithinkyoulookmorelikeapriestthanaminister。Yes，Iseeyouareapriest。Oh，yourReverence，giveusGod！Pulloutthecrucifixfromyourbosom，andletuskissthefaceofGod！"
　　"Ofwhatreligionareyou？"saidI。
　　"Catholics，yourReverence，Catholicsareweall。"
　　"Iamnopriest。"
　　"Thenyouareaminister；Iamsureyouareeitherapriestoraminister。Ohsir，pullouttheHolyBook，andinstructusfromitthisblessedSabbathevening。GiveusGod，sir，giveusGod！"
　　"Andwouldyou，whoareCatholics，listentothevoiceofaminister？"
　　"Thatwouldwe，sir；atleastIwould。Ifyouareaminister，andagoodminister，IwouldassoonlistentoyourwordsasthoseofFatherTobanhimself。"
　　"AndwhoisFatherToban？"
　　"Apowerfulpriestintheseparts，sir，whohasmorethanonceeasedmeofmysins，andgivenmeGoduponthecross。Oh，apowerfulandcomfortablepriestisFatherToban。"
　　"AndwhatwouldhesayifheweretoknowthatyouaskedforGodfromaminister？"
　　"Idonotknow，anddonotmuchcare；ifIgetGod，IdonotcarewhetherIgetHimfromaministerorapriest；bothhaveHim，nodoubt，onlygiveHimindifferentways。Ohsir，dogiveusGod；weneedHimsir，forwearesinfulpeople；wecallourselvestinkers，butmanyisthesinfulthing—"
　　"Bi—do—hosd；"saidtheman：Irishwordstantamountto"Besilent！"
　　"Iwillnotbehushed，"saidthewoman，speakingEnglish。"Themanisagoodman，andhewilldousnoharm。Wearetinkers，sir；butwedomanythingsbesidestinkering，manysinfulthings，especiallyinWales，whitherwearesoongoingagain。Oh，IwanttobeeasedofsomeofmysinsbeforeIgointoWalesagain，andsodoyou，Tourlough，foryouknowhowyouaresometimeshauntedbydevilsatnightinthosedrearyWelshhills。Ohsir，giveuscomfortinsomeshapeorother，eitheraspriestorminister；giveusGod！GiveusGod！"
　　"Iamneitherpriestnorminister，"said，I，"andcanonlysay：
　　Lordhavemercyuponyou！"ThengettingupIflungthechildrensomemoneyanddeparted。
　　"Wedonotwantyourmoney，sir，"screamedthewomanafterme；"wehaveplentyofmoney。GiveusGod！GiveusGod！"
　　"Yes，yourhaner，"saidtheman，"giveusGod！wedonotwantmoney；"andtheuncouthgirlsaidsomething，whichsoundedmuchlikeGiveusGod！butIhastenedacrossthemeadow，whichwasnowquitedusky，andwaspresentlyintheinnwithmywifeanddaughter。