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As for Cardo, he threw all his energies into the busy work of the

far, the latest to leave it

at night, nothing was too small for his supervision, no as too

hard for hih he declared he ell, quite

well, still, it was evident to those around hiht had gone out of those black eyes, the

spring froait, the softness froe, always returning across the corner of the

churchyard The stone-cutter had kept his promise, and had added the

surname of "Wynne" on the little cross, and Cardo read it over and over

again, with a sort of pleasurable sorrow The banks of the Berwen he

avoided entirely, the thought of wandering there alone was intolerable

to hi, every flower that nodded at hi would ask hiive to his own aching heart which echoed the

question, "Where is Valht was the counterpart of eable nature No, no,

anywhere but by the banks of the Berwen!" And he plodded on at his

work, doing his best to regain the placid calht joyousness of his life, before he uid and depressed in spirits It was Shoni who

first suggested to hie friendship had grown up between these two men Shoni had

been kind and tender to Valht, happy past which was gone for ever