seemed　about　five…and…thirty；　and　was　rather　good…looking。　　She
  walked　somewhat　slowly；　which　was　probably　more　owing　to　a　large
  bundle　which　she　bore　in　her　hand　than　to　her　path　being　up…hill。
  〃Good　evening；〃　said　I；　stopping。
  〃Good　evening；　your　honour；〃　said　she；　stopping　and　brightly
  panting。
  〃Do　you　come　from　far？〃　said　I。
  〃Not　very　far；　your　honour；　but　quite　far　enough　for　a　poor　feeble
  woman。〃
  〃Are　you　Welsh？〃　said　I。
  〃Och　no！　your　honour；　I　am　Mary　Bane　from　Dunmanway　in　the　kingdom
  of　Ireland。〃
  〃And　what　are　you　doing　here？〃　said　I。
  〃Och　sure！　　I　am　travelling　the　country　with　soft　goods。〃
  〃Are　you　going　far？〃　said　I。
  〃Merely　to　the　village　a　little　farther　up；　your　honour。〃
  〃I　am　going　farther；〃　said　I；　〃I　am　thinking　of　passing　the　night
  at　the　'Pump　Saint。'〃
  〃Well；　then；　I　would　just　advise　your　honour　to　do　no　such　thing；
  but　to　turn　back　with　me　to　the　village　above；　where　there　is　an
  illigant　inn　where　your　honour　will　be　well　accommodated。〃
  〃Oh；　I　saw　that　as　I　came　past；〃　said　I；　〃I　don't　think　there　is
  much　accommodation　there。〃
  〃Oh；　your　honour　is　clane　mistaken；　there　is　always　an　illigant
  fire　and　an　illigant　bed　too。〃
  〃Is　there　only　one　bed？〃　said　I。
  〃Oh；　yes；　there　are　two　beds；　one　for　the　accommodation　of　the
  people　of　the　house　and　the　other　for　that　of　the　visitors。〃
  〃And　do　the　visitors　sleep　together　then？〃　said　I。
  〃Oh　yes！　unless　they　wish　to　be　unsociable。　　Those　who　are　not
  disposed　to　be　sociable　sleeps　in　the　chimney…corners。〃
  〃Ah；〃　said　I；　〃I　see　it　is　a　very　agreeable　inn；　however；　I　shall
  go　on　to　the　'Pump　Saint。'〃
  〃I　am　sorry　for　it；　your　honour；　for　your　honour's　sake；　your
  honour　won't　be　half　so　illigantly　served　at　the　'Pump　Saint'　as
  there　above。〃
  〃Of　what　religion　are　you？〃　said　I。
  〃Oh；　I'm　a　Catholic；　just　like　your　honour；　for　if　I　am　not　clane
  mistaken　your　honour　is　an　Irishman。〃
  〃Who　is　your　spiritual　director？〃　said　I。
  〃Why；　then；　it　is　just　Father　Toban；　your　honour；　whom　of　course
  your　honour　knows。〃
  〃Oh　yes！〃　said　I；　〃when　you　next　see　him　present　my　respects　to
  him。〃
  〃What　name　shall　I　mention；　your　honour？〃
  〃Shorsha　Borroo；〃　said　I。
  〃Oh；　then　I　was　right　in　taking　your　honour　for　an　Irishman。　　None
  but　a　raal　Paddy　bears　that　name。　　A　credit　to　your　honour　is　your
  name；　for　it　is　a　famous　name；　（17）　and　a　credit　to　your　name　is
  your　honour；　for　it　is　a　neat　man　without　a　bend　you　are。　　God
  bless　your　honour　and　good　night！　and　may　you　find　dacent　quarters
  in　the　'Pump　Saint。'〃
  Leaving　Mary　Bane　I　proceeded　on　my　way。　　The　evening　was　rather
  fine　but　twilight　was　coming　rapidly　on。　　I　reached　the　bottom　of
  the　valley　and　soon　overtook　a　young　man　dressed　something　like　a
  groom。　　We　entered　into　conversation。　　He　spoke　Welsh　and　a　little
  English。　　His　Welsh　I　had　great　difficulty　in　understanding；　as　it
  was　widely　different　from　that　which　I　had　been　accustomed　to。　　He
  asked　me　where　I　was　going　to；　I　replied　to　the　〃Pump　Saint；〃　and
  then　enquired　if　he　was　in　service。
  〃I　am；〃　said　he。
  〃With　whom　do　you　live？〃　said　I。
  〃With　Mr　Johnes　of　Dol　Cothi；〃　he　answered。
  Struck　by　the　word　Cothi；　I　asked　if　Dol　Cothi　was　ever　called　Glyn
  Cothi。
  〃Oh　yes；〃　said　he；　〃frequently。〃
  〃How　odd；〃　thought　I　to　myself；　〃that　I　should　have　stumbled　all　of
  a　sudden　upon　the　country　of　my　old　friend　Lewis　Glyn　Cothi；　the
  greatest　poet　after　Ab　Gwilym　of　all　Wales！〃
  〃Is　Cothi　a　river？〃　said　I　to　my　companion。
  〃It　is；〃　said　he。
  Presently　we　came　to　a　bridge　over　a　small　river。
  〃Is　this　river　the　Cothi？〃　said　I。
  〃No；〃　said　he；　〃this　is　the　Twrch；　the　bridge　is　called　Pont　y
  Twrch。〃
  〃The　bridge　of　Twrch　or　the　hog；〃　said　I　to　myself；　〃there　is　a
  bridge　of　the　same　name　in　the　Scottish　Highlands；　not　far　from　the
  pass　of　the　Trossachs。　　I　wonder　whether　it　has　its　name　from　the
  same　cause　as　this；　namely；　from　passing　over　a　river　called　the
  Twrch　or　Torck；　which　word　in　Gaelic　signifies　boar　or　hog　even　as
  it　does　in　Welsh。〃　　It　had　now　become　nearly　dark。　　After
  proceeding　some　way　farther　I　asked　the　groom　if　we　were　far　from
  the　inn　of　the　〃Pump　Saint。〃
  〃Close　by；〃　said　he；　and　presently　pointing　to　a　large　building　on
  the　right…hand　side　he　said：　　〃This　is　the　inn　of　the　'Pump　Saint；'
  sir。　　Nos　Da'chi！〃
  CHAPTER　XCVI
  〃Pump　Saint〃　…　Pleasant　Residence　…　The　Watery　Coom　…　Philological
  Fact　…　Evening　Service　…　Meditation。
  I　ENTERED　the　inn　of　the　〃Pump　Saint。〃　　It　was　a　comfortable　old…
  fashioned　place；　with　a　very　large　kitchen　and　a　rather　small
  parlour。　　The　people　were　kind　and　attentive；　and　soon　set　before
  me　in　the　parlour　a　homely　but　savoury　supper；　and　a　foaming
  tankard　of　ale。　　After　supper　I　went　into　the　kitchen；　and　sitting
  down　with　the　good　folks　in　an　immense　chimney…corner；　listened　to
  them　talking　in　their　Carmarthenshire　dialect　till　it　was　time　to
  go　to　rest；　when　I　was　conducted　to　a　large　chamber　where　I　found
  an　excellent　and　clean　bed　awaiting　me；　in　which　I　enjoyed　a
  refreshing　sleep；　occasionally　visited　by　dreams　in　which　some　of
  the　scenes　of　the　preceding　day　again　appeared　before　me；　but　in　an
  indistinct　and　misty　manner。
  Awaking　in　the　very　depth　of　the　night　I　thought　I　heard　the
  murmuring　of　a　river；　I　listened　and　soon　found　that　I　had　not　been
  deceived。　　〃I　wonder　whether　that　river　is　the　Cothi；〃　said　I；　〃the
  stream　of　the　immortal　Lewis。　　I　will　suppose　that　it　is〃　…　and
  rendered　quite　happy　by　the　idea；　I　soon　fell　asleep　again。
  I　arose　about　eight　and　went　out　to　look　about　me。　　The　village
  consists　of　little　more　than　half…a…dozen　houses。　　The　name　〃Pump
  Saint〃　signifies　〃Five　Saints。〃　　Why　the　place　is　called　so　I　know
  not。　　Perhaps　the　name　originally　belonged　to　some　chapel　which
  stood　either　where　the　village　now　stands　or　in　the　neighbourhood。
  The　inn　is　a　good　specimen　of　an　ancient　Welsh　hostelry。　　Its　gable
  is　to　the　road　and　its　front　to　a　little　space　on　one　side　of　the
  way。　　At　a　little　distance　up　the　road　is　a　blacksmith's　shop。　　The
  country　around　is　interesting：　　on　the　north…west　is　a　fine　wooded
  hill　…　to　the　south　a　valley　through　which　flows　the　Cothi；　a　fair
  river；　the　one　whose　murmur　had　come　so　pleasingly　upon　my　ear　in
  the　depth　of　night。
  After　breakfast　I　departed　for　Llandovery。　　Presently　I　came　to　a
  lodge　on　the　left…hand　beside　an　ornamental　gate　at　the　bottom　of
  an　avenue　leading　seemingly　to　a　gentleman's　seat。　　On　inquiring　of
  a　woman；　who　sat　at　the　door　of　the　lodge；　to　whom　the　grounds
  belonged；　she　said　to　Mr　Johnes；　and　that　if　I　pleased　I　was
  welcome　to　see　them。　　I　went　in　and　advanced　along　the　avenue；
  which　consisted　of　very　noble　oaks；　on　the　right　was　a　vale　in
  which　a　beautiful　brook　was　running　north　and　south。　　Beyond　the
  vale　to　the　east　were　fine　wooded　hills。　　I　thought　I　had　never
  seen　a　more　pleasing　locality；　though　I　saw　it　to　great
  disadvantage；　the　day　being　dull；　and　the　season　the　latter　fall。
  Presently；　on　the　avenue　making　a　slight　turn；　I　saw　the　house；　a
  plain　but　comfortable　gentleman's　seat　with　wings。　　It　looked　to
  the　south　down　the　dale。　　〃With　what　satisfaction　I　could　live　in
  that　house；〃　said　I　to　myself；　〃if　backed　by　a　couple　of　thousands
  a…year。　　With　what　gravity　could　I　sign　a　warrant　in　its　library；
  and　with　what　dreamy　comfort　translate　an　ode　of　Lewis　Glyn　Cothi；
  my　tankard　of　rich　ale　beside　me。　　I　wonder　whether　the　proprietor
  is　fond　of　the　old　bard　and　keeps　good　ale。　　Were　I　an　Irishman
  instead　of　a　Norfolk　man　I　would　go　in　and　ask　him。〃
  Returning　to　the　road　I　proceeded　on　my　journey。　　I　passed　over
  Pont　y　Rhanedd　or　the　bridge　of　the　Rhanedd；　a　small　river　flowing
  through　a　dale；　then　by　Clas　Hywel；　a　lofty　mountain　which　appeared
  to　have　three　heads。　　After　walking　for　some　miles　I　came　to　where
  the　road　divided　into　two。　　By　a　sign…post　I　saw　that　both　led　to
  Llandovery；　one　by　Porth　y　Rhyd　and　the　other　by　Llanwrda。　　The
  distance　by　the　first　was　six　miles　and　a　half；　by　the　latter　eight
  and　a　half。　　Feeling　quite　the　reverse　of　tired　I　chose　the　longest
  road；　namely　the　one　by　Llanwrda；　along　which　I　sped　at　a　great
  rate。
  In　a　little　time　I　found　myself　in　the　heart　of　a　romantic　winding
  dell；　overhung　with　trees　of　various　kinds；　which　a　tall　man　whom　I
  met　told　me　was　called　Cwm　Dwr　Llanwrda；　or　the　Watery　Coom　of
  Llanwrda；　and　well　might　it　be　called　the　Watery　Coom；　for　there
  were　several　bridges　in　it；　two　within　a　few　hundred　yards　of　each
  other。　　The　same　man　told　me　that　the　war　was　going　on　very　badly；
  that　our　soldiers　were　suffering　much；　and　that　the　snow　was　two
  feet　deep　at　Sebastopol。
  Passing　through　Llanwrda；　a　pretty　village　with　a　singular…looking
  church；　close　to　which　stood　an　enormous　yew；　I　entered　a　valley
  which　I　learned　was　the　valley　of　the　Towey。　　I　directed　my　course
  to　the　north；　having　the　river　on　my　right；　which　runs　towards　the
  south　in　a　spacious　bed；　which；　however；　except　in　times　of　flood；
  it　scarcely　half　fills。　　Beautiful　hills　were　on　other　side；　partly
  cultivated；