"So we'll go back together, old boy," he said, slapping Cardo on the back in his usual jovial manner; "you can write to your father, and tell him to look out for a house for Nellie and me." "I will write to him to-day," said Cardo; "poor old dad, poor old dad! What he must have suffered! I only hope the suspense has not killed him!" "Well, if he is alive," said his uncle, "your good news will make up to him for all the past! We'll have some happy days in the old country yet. You must get married, Cardo, and settle down near us!" "I am married," said Cardo, with a whole-hearted laugh at Dr. Belton's look of astonishment. "Married!" said the doctor, "I never suspected that! I did think that long golden curl pointed to some love-affair." "It did, indeed," said Cardo; "it is one of my sweet wife Valmai's curls!" "Where is she now?" said Mr. Wynne, "with your father?" "No," he said, with a more serious look, "living with her uncle. The truth is, my father knows nothing about our marriage, and I have only yesterday written to tell him the whole truth; and now that I am able to add the delightful news that you are returning with me, I think it will soften his heart, and he will forgive our secrecy." "What objection has he to the lady?" "She is the Methodist minister's niece." At this remark Lewis Wynne burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. "The richest thing I ever heard of. Ha, ha, ha! Meurig Wynne's son married to a Methodist preacher's niece. My dear boy, he'll never give his consent. Why, he hated them like the very devil himself, and now you expect him to agree to your marrying a Methodist." "He'll have to," said Cardo, "and I think he will." "Never, my boy, never," said Lewis, rubbing his hands gleefully. "I expect we shall have some exciting times down there, Nellie?" "Yes; there will be one thing missing, and that will be dear Agnes." "It will always be a mystery to me," said Lewis Wynne, "how I missed your father's letter, although certainly I was roaming about a good deal at the time, and afterwards never hearing my brother's name from Dr. Hughes, who wrote occasionally, I naturally thought he was still keeping up his unaccountable anger against me; and the busy life of an Australian station soon occupied my life entirely; but, hurrah! for old Cymry now. We'll go back and make it all right, Cardo." And in less than a month from this time, a very bright and cheerful party went on board the fast sailing steamer _Wellingtonia_. Mr. and Mrs. Wynne especially were full of life and spirits. Dr. Belton went on board with them, and when the last good-byes were said, he declared that Cardo's leaving would cause a great blank in his life, as not only had he been greatly interested in the young man as "a case," but he had also grown much attached to him as a friend.