He was a large bulky man of about the middle age, and his companions were about the same age and size as himself.

I asked them if they were Welsh.

"Yes, sir," said one, "I suppose we are, for they call us Welsh." I asked if any of them could speak Welsh.

"No, sir," said the man, "all the Welsh that any of us know, or indeed wish to know, is 'Cwrw da.'" Here there was a general laugh.

Cwrw da signifies good ale.