d poisoned dart and cast it at them. And Kilwch caught it, and
flung it back, and it passed through his eyeball, and came out on the
other side of his head.

'A gentle son-in-law, truly! Cursed be the fire in which it was forged
and the man who fashioned it!'

The next day Arthur's men came again to the palace and said:

'Shoot not at us any more unless thou desirest more pain than even now
thou hast, but give us thy daughter without more words.'

'Where is he that seeks my daughter? Let him come hither so that I may
see him.' And Kilwch sat himself in a chair and spoke face to face with
him.

'Is it thou that seekest my daughter?'

'It is I,' answered Kilwch.

'First give me thy word that thou wilt do nothing towards me that is not
just, and when thou hast won for me that which I shall ask, then thou
shalt wed my daughter.'

'I promise right willingly,' said Kilwch. 'Name what thou wilt.'

'Seest thou yonder hill? Well, in one day it shall be rooted up and
ploughed and sown, and the grain shall ripen, and of that wheat I will
bake the cakes for my daughter's wedding.'

'It will be easy for me to compass this, although thou mayest deem it
will not be easy,' answered Kilwch, thinking of Ossol, under whose feet
the highest mountain became straightway a plain, but Yspaddaden paid no
heed, and continued:

'Seest thou that field yonder? When my daughter was born nine bushels of
flax were sown therein, and not one blade has sprung up. I require thee
to sow fresh flax in the ground that my daughter may wear a veil spun
from it on the day of her wedding.'

'It will be easy for me to compass this.'

'Though thou compass this there is that which thou wilt not compass. For
thou must bring me the basket of Gwyddneu Garanhir which will give meat
to the whole world. It is for thy wedding feast. Thou must also fetch me
the drinking-horn that is never empty, and the harp that never ceases to
play until it is bidden. Also the comb and scissors and razor that lie
between the two ears of Trwyth the boar, so that I may arrange my hair
for the wedding. And though thou get this yet there is that which thou
wilt not get, for Trwyth the boar will not let any man take from him the
comb and the scissors, unless Drudwyn the whelp hunt him. But no leash
in the world can hold Drudwyn save the leash of Cant Ewin, and no collar
will hold the leash except the collar of Canhastyr.'

'It will be easy for me to compass this, though thou