re we had a deal of discourse."

"You met my master at Dyffryn Gaint?" said the damsel.

"Yes," said I, "and he treated me with ale, told me that he was a poet,
and that he was going to Bangor to buy a horse or a pig."

"I don't see how that could be, sir," said the damsel; "my master is at
present in the house, rather unwell, and has not been out for the last
three days--there must be some mistake."

"Mistake," said I. "Isn't this the --- Arms?"

"Yes, sir, it is."

"And isn't your master's name W---?"

"No, sir, my master's name is H---, and a more respectable man--"

"Well," said I interrupting her--"all I can say is that I met a man in
Dyffryn Gaint, who treated me with ale, told me that his name was W---,
that he was a prydydd and kept the --- Arms at L---."

"Well," said the damsel, "now I remember, there is a person of that name
in L---, and he also keeps a house which he calls the --- Arms, but it is
only a public-house."

"But," said I, "is he not a prydydd, an illustrious poet; does he not
write pennillion which everybody admires?"

"Well," said the damsel, "I believe he does write things which he calls
pennillions, but everybody laughs at them."

"Come, come," said I, "I will not hear the productions of a man who
treated me with ale, spoken of with disrespect. I am afraid that you are
one of his envious maligners, of which he gave me to understand that he
had a great many."

"Envious, sir! not I indeed; and if I were disposed to be envious of
anybody it would not be of him; oh dear, why he is--"

"A bard of Anglesey," said I, interrupting her, "such a person as Gronwy
Owen describes in the following lines, which by-the-bye were written upon
himself:--

"'Where'er he goes he's sure to find
Respectful looks and greetings kind.'

"I tell you that it was out of respect to that man that I came to this
house. Had I not thought that he kept it, I should not have entered it
and called for a pint and chop--how distressing! how truly distressing!"

"Well, sir," said the damsel, "if there is anything distressing you have
only to thank your acquaintance who chooses to call his mug-house by the
name of a respectable hotel, for I would have you know that this is an
hotel, and kept by a respectable and a religious man, and not kept
by--However, I scorn to say more, especially as I might be
misinterpreted. Sir, there's your pint and chop, and if you wish for
anything else you can ring. Envio