ent Is Coed, and he
was the best man in the world. And unto his house there belonged a mare,
than which neither mare nor horse in the kingdom was more beautiful. And
on the night of every first of May she foaled, and no one ever knew what
became of the colt. And one night Teirnyon talked with his wife; "Wife,"
said he, "it is very simple of us that our mare should foal every year,
and that we should have none of her colts." "What can be done in the
matter?" said she. "This is the night of the first of May," said he.
"The vengeance of Heaven be upon me, if I learn not what it is that takes
away the colts." So he caused the mare to be brought into a house, and
he armed himself, and began to watch that night. And in the beginning of
the night, the mare foaled a large and beautiful colt. And it was
standing up in the place. And Teirnyon rose up and looked at the size of
the colt, and as he did so he heard a great tumult, and after the tumult
behold a claw came through the window into the house, and it seized the
colt by the mane. Then Teirnyon drew his sword, and struck off the arm
at the elbow, so that portion of the arm together with the colt was in
the house with him. And then did he hear a tumult and wailing, both at
once. And he opened the door, and rushed out in the direction of the
noise, and he could not see the cause of the tumult, because of the
darkness of the night; but he rushed after it and followed it. Then he
remembered that he had left the door open, and he returned. And at the
door behold there was an infant boy in swaddling clothes, wrapped around
in a mantle of satin. And he took up the boy, and behold he was very
strong for the age that he was of.

Then he shut the door, and went unto the chamber where his wife was.
"Lady," said he, "art thou sleeping?" "No, Lord," said she, "I was
asleep, but as thou camest in I did awake." "Behold here is a boy for
thee if thou wilt," said he, "since thou hast never had one." "My Lord,"
said she, "What adventure is this?" "It was thus," said Teirnyon; and he
told her how it all befell. "Verily, Lord," said she, "What sort of
garments are there upon the boy?" "A mantle of satin," said he. "He is
then a boy of gentle lineage," she replied. "My Lord," she said, "if
thou wilt, I shall have great diversion and mirth. I will call my women
unto me, and tell them that I have been pregnant." "I will readily grant
thee to do this," he answered. And thus