I repeated the question, which I had put to his wife, and he also said that by following the road I could get across the mountain.

We soon got into conversation.

He told me that the little farm in which he lived belonged to the person who had bought Pengwern Hall.

He said that he was a good kind of gentleman, but did not like the Welsh.

I asked him, if the gentleman in question did not like the Welsh, why he came to live among them.