"Last night I was under the elder bushes, and saw you reading to your
uncle. I watched you for a long time."

Valmai was silent.

"You are not vexed with me for that?"

She was still silent; a tumult of happy thoughts filled her mind. He
had found his way to Dinas! He had thought it worth while to stand
under the night sky and watch her! It was a pleasant idea, and,
thinking of it, she did not speak.

"Tell me, Valmai, have I offended you?"

"Offended me? Oh, no; why should you? But indeed it was very foolish
of you, whatever. If you had come in and listened to the reading it
would be better, perhaps," she said laughingly.

"If I had come in, what would your uncle have said? He would have been
very angry."

"Well, indeed, yes; I was forgetting that. He is very hospitable, and
glad to see anybody who comes in to supper; but I don't think," she
added, with a more serious air, "that he would be glad to see you. He
hates the Church and everything belonging to it."

"Yes. How wearisome all this bigotry is. My father hates the chapels
and all belonging to them."

"Perhaps you and I will begin to hate each other soon," said Valmai, as