I soon reached the town, and on inquiring its name found I was in Tan y Bwlch, which interpreted signifieth "Below the Pass." Feeling much exhausted I entered the Grapes Inn.
On my calling for brandy and water I was shown into a handsome parlour.
The brandy and water soon restored the vigour which I had lost in the wilderness.

In the parlour was a serious-looking gentleman, with a glass of something before him.

With him, as I sipped my brandy and water, I got into discourse.

The discourse soon took a religious turn, and terminated in a dispute.

He told me he believed in divine predestination; I told him I did not, but that I believed in divine prescience.