We will buy the leather ready dressed , and will make the shoes from it . Then straightway he sought the town for the best leather , and for a goldsmith to fashion the clasps , and he himself watched till it was done , so that he might learn for himself . Soon he became known as ` The Maker of Gold Shoes , ' and prospered so greatly , that as long as one could be bought from him not a shoe was purchased from the shoemakers of the town . And the craftsmen were wroth , and banded together to slay them . ` Pryderi , ' said Manawyddan , when he had received news of it , ` we will not remain in England any longer . Let us set forth to Dyved . ' So they journeyed until they came to their lands at Narberth . There they gathered their dogs round them , and hunted for a year as before . After that a strange thing happened . One morning Pryderi and Manawyddan rose up to hunt , and loosened their dogs , which ran before them , till they came to a small bush . At the bush , the dogs shrank away as if frightened , and returned to their masters , their hair brisling on their backs . ` We must see what is in that bush , ' said Pryderi , and what was in it was a boar , with a skin as white as the snow on the mountains . And he came out , and made a stand as the dogs rushed on him , driven on by the men . Long he stood at bay ; then at last he betook himself to flight , and fled to a castle which was newly built , in a place where no building had ever been known . Into the castle he ran , and the dogs after him , and long though their masters looked and listened , they neither saw nor heard aught concerning dogs or boar . ' I will go into the castle and get tidings of the dogs , ' said Pryderi at last . ` Truly , ' answered Manawyddan , ` thou wouldst do unwisely , for whosoever has cast a spell over this land has set this castle here . ' ' I can not give up my dogs , ' replied Pryderi , and to the castle he went . But within was neither man nor beast ; neither boar nor dogs , but only a fountain with marble round it , and on the edge a golden bowl , richly wrought , which pleased Pryderi greatly . In a moment he forgot about his dogs , and went up to the bowl and took hold of it , and his hands stuck to the bowl , and his feet to the marble slab , and despair took possession of him .
Till the close of day XXXXX waited for him , and when the sun was fast sinking , he went home , thinking that he had strayed far .
Dyved England Manawyddan Narberth Pryderi aught clasps shoemakers wroth year