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Falling-to, she made a hearty breakfast, and then, looking cautiously round to see that no danger was near, she slipped down from her perch, took up the bow and quiver and bundle of food, threw her blanket, or striped piece of Phoenician cloth, over her shoulder, and resumed her journey. It was soon after this that Branwen found out the misfortune of ignorance and want of experience.

And it was not more irksome to them having the head with them, than if Bendigeid Vran had been with them himself. And because of these fourscore years, it was called "the Entertaining of the noble Head." The entertaining of Branwen and Matholwch was in the time that they went to Ireland.

And not one great man nor noble lady visited Branwen unto whom she gave not either a clasp or a ring, or a royal jewel to keep, such as it was honorable to be seen departing with. And in these things she spent that year in much renown, and she passed her time pleasantly, enjoying honor and friendship.

Rub him well down; feed him. I shall know if you don't!" she cried, as she entered the passage and knocked gently at the door. It was opened by Gunrig's mother, whose swollen eyes and subdued voice told their own tale. "May I come in and see him, mother?" said Branwen, in her own soft voice. "You are a strange visitor," said the poor woman, in some surprise. "Do you want much to see him?

"Yes, thanks be to the All-seeing One, I am well, or nearly so. But proceed to explain the reason of your journey." "The cause of it is the unaccountable disappearance of the girl named Branwen." "What! she who is the bosom friend of my sister Hafrydda?" "The same.

Branwen obeyed, and succeeded so well, that old Beniah commended her on her aptitude to learn. "Now be careful," he added, when about to re-cross the bridge. "Your life may depend on your attention to my instructions." "But what if I should let the plank slip?" said she in sudden anxiety. "There is another in the cave on the floor.

"Truly I shall not forget it soon," replied the Hebrew, "for the trouble it has cost me already to compose answers that should not be lies is beyond your light-hearted nature to understand." "Ah! yes, indeed," rejoined Branwen, with a sigh of mock humility, "I was always very lighthearted by nature.

And when it was more pleasing to them to sleep than to carouse, they went to rest, and Branwen became Matholch's bride. And next day they arose, and all they of the court, and the officers began to equip, and to range the horses and the attendants, and they ranged them in order as far as the sea.

Before an answer could be given, a tall, fierce-looking woman came out of a booth, or temporary hut, close to the camp-fire, pushed her way through the crowd of men, who fell back respectfully, and, going up to Branwen, grasped her by the wrist. "Never ye mind what animal she is," cried the woman, shaking her fist at the man who had spoken, "she is my property."

Have you anything secret to tell me?" she asked, when they were alone. "Ay, that have I," answered the woman in her natural voice, throwing off her shawl and standing erect. The princess remained speechless, for her friend Branwen stood before her. "Before I utter a word of explanation," she said, "let me say that your brother is found, and safe, and well or nearly so.