that was stretched out by the fire, but the other he
kept under the chair, and he had let fall his cloak
over it. But I did notice that he limped as he walked."
"Now," said the parson, "here is a consecrated candle; it has burned on the altar. Take it home, and when the visitor asks your wench to go with him, let her say she will do so as soon as the candle is burnt out. He will consent. At once take the candle and run to Bridgerule Church and give it to me, and see what happens."
Next night the woman lit the candle and set it on the table, and it burnt cheerily. But just before mid- night the tramp of horses was heard and the roll of wheels, and the black coach drew up at her door and the gentleman descended. He entered the cottage and asked if Genefer were ready to attend him.
"She is upstairs dressing in her Sunday gown," replied the mother.
"I am impatient ; let her come as she is," said the stranger.
"Suffer her to have time till this candle burns into the socket," asked the mother.
"I consent, but not for a moment longer," was his reply.
Then the widow took the candle, and saying she went in quest of her daughter, she left the room, went out at the back door, extinguished the candle, and ran till she reached the church, where the parson awaited her with his clerk, who was a mason. He took the candle, gave it to his clerk, who placed it in a recess in the wall, and at once proceeded to build up the recess.
