had borne him away. He has been asleep all these years in the bosom of Saint Aldys; and now he is come back. It must be he. The likeness is so wonderful and it is his very name, Anthony Strong'nth'arm. They were here before we came—the Strong'nth'arms—yeomen and squires. He is come to lift them up again. And I am going to right the old wrong by helping him and loving him."
"Have you told all that to the guv'nor?" he asked with a grin.
"I'm not sure that I won't," she answered. "It's all in Dugdale. Except about his coming to life again."
"It's his turning up again as a solicitor that will be your difficulty," Jim suggested. "If he'd come back as a curate"
"It wouldn't have been true," she interrupted. "It was the church that ruled the land in those days. Now it is the men of business. He's going to make the valley into one great town and do away with slums and poverty. It was he who made the docks and brought the sea, and linked up the railway. He comes back to rule and guide—to make the land fruitful, in the new way; and the people prosperous."
