and Bedwyr sat on a beacon carn on the summit of Plinlimmon, in
the highest wind that ever was in the world, they looked around them, and
saw a great smoke towards the south, afar off, which did not bend with
the wind. Then said Kai, "By the hand of my friend, behold, yonder is
the fire of a robber!" Then they hastened towards the smoke, and they
came so near to it, that they could see Dillus Varvawc scorching a wild
Boar. "Behold, yonder is the greatest robber that ever fled from
Arthur," said Bedwyr unto Kai. "Dost thou know him?" "I do know him,"
answered Kai, "he is Dillus Varvawc, and no leash in the world will be
able to hold Drudwyn, the cub of Greid the son of Eri, save a leash made
from the beard of him thou seest yonder. And that even will be useless,
unless his beard be plucked alive with wooden tweezers; for if dead, it
will be brittle." "What thinkest thou that we should do concerning
this?" said Bedwyr. "Let us suffer him," said Kai, "to eat as much as he
will of the meat, and after that he will fall asleep." And during that
time they employed themselves in making the wooden tweezers. And when
Kai knew certainly that he was asleep, he made a pit under his feet, the
largest in the world, and he struck him a violent blow, and squeezed him
into the pit. And there they twitched out his beard completely with the
wooden tweezers; and after that they slew him altogether.

And from thence they both went to Gelli Wic, in Cornwall, and took the
leash made of Dillus Varvawc's beard with them, and they gave it unto
Arthur's hand.

Then Arthur composed this Englyn,

Kai made a leash
Of Dillus son of Eurei's beard.
Were he alive, thy death he'd be.

And thereupon Kai was wroth, so that the warriors of the Island could
scarcely make peace between Kai and Arthur. And thenceforth, neither in
Arthur's troubles, nor for the slaying of his men, would Kai come forward
to his aid for ever after.

* * * * *

Said Arthur, "Which of the marvels is it best for us now to seek?" "It
is best for us to seek Drudwyn, the cub of Greid, the son of Eri."

A little while before this, Creiddylad, the daughter of Lludd Llaw
Ereint, and Gwythyr the son of Greidawl, were betrothed. And before she
had become his bride, Gwyn ap Nudd came, and carried her away by force;
and Gwythyr the son of Greidawl gathered his host together, and went to
fight with Gwyn ap Nudd. But Gwyn overcame him, and captured Greid the
son