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Evans, Caradoc

"My Neighbors Stories of the Welsh People"

By means of such women man is brought to a
penny. He felt dishonored and wounded. Of the London Welsh he was the
least. Look at Enos-Harries and Ben Lloyd and Eynon Davies. There's boys
for you. And look at the black John Daniel, who was a prentice with him
at Carmarthen. Hark him ordering preacher Kingsend. Watch him on the
platform on the Day of David the Saint. And all, dear me, out of J.D.'s
Ritfit three-and-sixpence gents' tunic shirts.
He considered a way, of which he spoke darkly to Millie, lest she might
cry out his intention.
"No use troubling," he said in a changed manner. "Come West and see the
shops."
Westward they two went, pausing at windows behind which were displayed
costly blouses.
"That's plenty at two guineas," Hugh said of one.
"It's a Paris model," said Millie.
"Nothing in her. Nothing."
"Not much material, I grant," Millie observed. "The style is fashionable
and they charge a lot."
"I like to see you in her," said Hugh. "Take in the points and make her
with an odd length of silk."
When the blouse was finished, Hugh took it to a man at whose shop trade
the poorest sort of middle-class women, saying: "I can let you have a
line like this at thirty-five and six a dozen.


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