She went away so fast, that I hadn't time to ask about the
dog.'
'Which way did she go?'
'Down the Carmarthen road.'
'Good morning, Mrs Lewis, thank you. I must look after my dog.'
Mr Prothero found it easiest to ask for the girl with a large black dog,
and traced them to within a mile of Carmarthen.
He stopped at a small roadside inn to have a glass of _cwrw
da_.[Footnote: Good ale] Here he asked the landlady of Gladys.
'See her and the dog! Is seure. They come here in the evening, and she
asked for a slice of bread and a drink of water, and took out sixpence
to pay for it. She gave all the bread to the dog, and my master, who is
fond of dogs, told me to give 'em both a good supper. Poor dear! she
couldn't help crying; and my master, who is tender-hearted when he sees
a girl do be crying, tell me to give her and the dog a good supper and a
bed in the barn, which I did, is seure.'
Mr Prothero paid handsomely for his ale, and having learnt that Gladys
and Lion went straight to Carmarthen, went thither also. He made some
few inquiries at the small inns that he passed, but gained no
information. He accordingly rode through the town, and took the direct
route to Hob's Point, whence, he knew, she would probably sail for
Ireland.
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