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Updated: June 29, 2025
Pwyll and Rhiannon had a son, whom they named Pryderi. And when he was grown up, Pwyll, his father, died. And Pryderi married Kicva, the daughter of Gwynn Gloy. Now Manawyddan returned from the war in Ireland, and he found that his cousin had seized all his possessions, and much grief and heaviness came upon him.
When Kicva, the daughter of Gwynn Gloy, saw that there was no one in the palace but herself and Manawyddan, she sorrowed so that she cared not whether she lived or died. And Manawyddan saw this. "Thou art in the wrong," said he, "if through fear of me thou grievest thus.
"I am going to ask you," he said, addressing Yaspard, "to take me with you to Boden; and perhaps you will allow Gloy to come as my henchman?" "You! what? Why, didn't Uncle Brüs you're never going to beard the lion in his den." "That is just what I intend," Fred answered, smiling. "But oh, you know I'd like it but you will be insulted. It will be horrid. There will be a row, sure as anything.
Her sons had told her all about the expedition to Havnholme, and she was delighted when Yaspard informed them that Uncle Brüs had not disapproved. "Ye mun bring puir Gloy here before ye pit him in prison," she laughingly called out, when twilight came and the three boys set off for the geo.
The Harrisons and Gloy were not to be depended upon for anything beyond willing service and obedience to a guiding head. Yet Harry wished to share Yaspard's responsibility, his peril, and his daring. "Let's cast lots," he suggested. "No," said the Viking-boy decisively. "This quest is mine. Not another word about it, Harry." "Mother, mother!"
Gloy glanced around the geo, evidently calculating how far his powers of climbing were fit to cope with the walls of his prison; and Yaspard, guessing his thought, said, "I shall leave Pirate on guard with you."
Garson," he said very gratefully. "I hope this is only the beginning of good times for us all," was the answer. "But now, I wonder what is going to be your next adventure?" "I expect they'll grow one out of another. By the way, what shall we do about Gloy?" "He isn't your prisoner now, but your guest, so you must let him return when he pleases.
In school, I'd just begun to make A pretty little ship, But I was slow, and all the rest Stood up to dance and skip. When shall I make my little ship? At home there is no gloy, And father builds it by himself Or goes to buy a toy. Let me tell the stories and I care not who makes the textbooks. "Is it Bible story to-day or any kind of a story?" was the greeting of an eager child one morning.
If he chanced to see Gloy he would make us take him straight away again; and he would ask so many questions that I should be obliged to tell the whole affair. Now, if we keep him here till the evening, we can then bring him without fear of discovery to a safe place. I know of a splendid place for his prison so comfortable, and under a roof too!
Yaspard said; "but how Gloy got there beats me to imagine," and he cast a reproachful glance at Pirate, who was looking up into his master's face with such an expression of fidelity in his honest brown eyes that the boy could not resist their appeal. He took the dog's head between his hands and said, "No, Pirate, I will not think you broke faith with me."
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