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CHAPTER XLVIII
11/18

Can I bring you anything, sir ?" "Some water," said I, "for I am thirsty, though I drank under the old bridge." The good woman brought me a basin of delicious milk and water.
"What are the names of the two bridges," said I, "a little way from here ?" "They are called, sir, the old and new bridge of Tai Hirion; at least we call them so." "And what do you call the ffrwd that runs beneath them ?" "I believe, sir, it is called the river Twerin." "Do you know a lake far up there amidst the moors ?" "I have seen it, sir; they call it Llyn Twerin." "Does the river Twerin flow from it ?" "I believe it does, sir, but I do not know." "Is the lake deep ?" "I have heard that it is very deep, sir, so much so that nobody knows it's depth." "Are there fish in it ?" "Digon, sir, digon iawn, and some very large.

I once saw a Pen-hwyad from that lake which weighed fifty pounds." After a little farther conversation I got up, and thanking the kind woman departed.

I soon left the moors behind me and continued walking till I came to a few houses on the margin of a meadow or fen in a valley through which the way trended to the east.

They were almost overshadowed by an enormous mountain which rose beyond the fen on the south.

Seeing a house which bore a sign, and at the door of which a horse stood tied, I went in, and a woman coming to meet me in a kind of passage, I asked her if I could have some ale.
"Of the best, sir," she replied, and conducted me down the passage into a neat room, partly kitchen, partly parlour, the window of which looked out upon the fen.


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