You may have at any moment to answer questions
before you get called to the Bar, and with your defective
memory--I am glad to hear things in the past are becoming
clearer to you--I am sure with God's grace you will wholly
recover soon from the effects of your wound and your
illness--What was I writing? I meant to say that you ought
to know the main facts about your family and your position.
I was an only son. Your grandfather was a prosperous farmer
and auctioneer. You have distant cousins, Vaughans and
Williamses, and some others living at Shrewsbury named
Price. I have written to none of them about your return
because they never evinced any interest in me or my
concerns. Your mother's people, her Vavasour relations at
Cardiff--did not seem to me to be very respectable, though
her father was a well-educated man for his position. He
died--I heard--in a mine accident.
I am not poorly off for a Welsh clergyman. My mother--a
Price of Ystrwy--wanted me to go into the Church and
prevailed on your grandfather to send me first to Malvern
and next to Cambridge. It was at Cambridge that I met your
comrade's father--Sam Gardner, I mean. He was rather wild in
his college days and to tell you the truth, I never cared to
keep up with him much--he had such very rowdy friends.
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