There is, however, another Pentre Dwr up the glen yonder," said she, pointing towards the north--"which is called Pentre Dwr uchaf (the upper)--this is Pentre Dwr isaf (the lower)." "Is it called Pentre Dwr," said I, "because of the water of the brook ?" "Likely enough," said she, "but I never thought of the matter before." She was blear-eyed, and her skin, which seemed drawn tight over her forehead and cheek-bones, was of the colour of parchment.

I asked her how old she was.
"Fifteen after three twenties," she replied; meaning that she was seventy-five.
From her appearance I should almost have guessed that she had been fifteen after four twenties.

I, however, did not tell her so, for I am always cautious not to hurt the feelings of anybody, especially of the aged.
Continuing my way I soon overtook a man driving five or six very large hogs.

One of these which was muzzled was of a truly immense size, and walked with considerable difficulty on account of its fatness.

I walked for some time by the side of the noble porker, admiring it.