m, he disguised
his aspect, and put another semblance upon himself, and upon the boy, so
that they might not be known. "What men are those in yonder boat?" said
Arianrod. "They are cordwainers," answered they. "Go and see what kind
of leather they have, and what kind of work they can do."

So they came unto them. And when they came he was colouring some
Cordovan leather, and gilding it. And the messengers came and told her
this. "Well," said she, "take the measure of my foot, and desire the
cordwainer to make shoes for me." So he made the shoes for her, yet not
according to the measure, but larger. The shoes then were brought unto
her, and behold they were too large. "These are too large," said she,
"but he shall receive their value. Let him also make some that are
smaller than they." Then he made her others that were much smaller than
her foot, and sent them unto her. "Tell him that these will not go on my
feet," said she. And they told him this. "Verily," said he, "I will not
make her any shoes, unless I see her foot." And this was told unto her.
"Truly," she answered, "I will go unto him."

So she went down to the boat, and when she came there, he was shaping
shoes and the boy stitching them. "Ah, lady," said he, "good day to
thee." "Heaven prosper thee," said she. "I marvel that thou canst not
manage to make shoes according to a measure." "I could not," he replied,
"but now I shall be able."

Thereupon behold a wren stood upon the deck of the boat, and the boy shot
at it, and hit it in the leg between the sinew and the bone. Then she
smiled. "Verily," said she, "with a steady hand did the lion aim at it."
"Heaven reward thee not, but now has he got a name. And a good enough
name it is. Llew Llaw Gyffes be he called henceforth."

Then the work disappeared in sea weed and sedges, and he went on with it
no further. And for that reason was he called the third Gold-shoemaker.
"Of a truth," said she, "thou wilt not thrive the better for doing evil
unto me." "I have done thee no evil yet," said he. Then he restored the
boy to his own form. "Well," said she, "I will lay a destiny upon this
boy, that he shall never have arms and armour until I invest him with
them." "By Heaven," said he, "let thy malice be what it may, he shall
have arms."

Then they went towards Dinas Dinllev, and there he brought up Llew Llaw
Gyffes, until he could manage any horse, and he was perfect in features,
and stren