CHAP. XV.—OUR HOME.

HOSE three wecks at Aberewm were certainly

a happy time. When they were over, Mr
Hurst had quite recovered from the effects of his
illness, and I was ready to sect to work in real
earnest to fit myself for the life I had chosen.
Much against my will at the time, Mr. Hurst in-
sisted on my going away to a school where such an
education as I required was to be had. I see now
how wisely he acted, and how good it was for me
to mix with my fellows ; but I never quite rubbed
off the shyness nourished by my first lonely years,
and was glad when that part of my life, and the
examinations which followed, were over. At the
same time that he insisted on my going away, my
master bade me consider his abode as my home;
and when I returned from Abercwm, it was not to
the empty cottage, but to a little room above my
master’s that was henceforth considered mine. Mrs.
Howells at first highly disapproved of the arrange-