d you do to
him if you met him?" asked the father of the eldest son.

"If I met that man," replied Ur, "I would make four parts of him between
four horses."

"You are my son," said the King. "What would you do if you met him?"
asked he then as he turned to the second son.

"If I had a grip on that man I would burn him between four fires."

"You, too, are my son. What would you do?" asked the King of Lawn
Dyarrig.

"If I met that man, I would do my best against him, and he might not
stand long before me."

"You are not my son. I would not lose lands or property on you," said
the father. "You must go from me, and leave this to-morrow."

On the following morning the three brothers rose with the dawn; the
order was given Lawn Dyarrig to leave the castle and make his own way
for himself. The other two brothers were going to travel the world to
know could they find the man who had injured their father. Lawn Dyarrig
lingered outside till he saw the two, and they going off by themselves.

"It is a strange thing," said he, "for two men of high degree to go
travelling without a servant."

"We need no one," said Ur.

"Company wouldn't harm us," said Arthur.

The two let Lawn Dyarrig go with them as a serving-boy, and set out to
find the man who had struck down their father. They spent all that day
walking, and came late to a house where one woman was living. She shook
hands with Ur and Arthur, and greeted them. Lawn Dyarrig she kissed and
welcomed; called him son of the King of Erin.

"It is a strange thing to shake hands with the elder, and kiss the
younger," said Ur.

"This is a story to tell," said the woman, "the same as if your death
were in it."

They made three parts of that night. The first part they spent in
conversation, the second in telling tales, the third in eating and
drinking, with sound sleep and sweet slumber. As early as the day dawned
next morning the old woman was up, and had food for the young men. When
the three had eaten, she spoke to Ur, and this is what she asked of him:
"What was it that drove you from home, and what brought you to this
place?"

"A champion met my father, and took three teeth from him and put his
head in the dirt. I am looking for that man, to find him alive or dead."

"That was the Green Knight from Terrible Valley. He is the man who took
the three teeth from your father. I am three hundred years living in
this place, and there is not a year of the three hundred in