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 Manawyddan waited for him , and when the sun was fast sinking , he went home , thinking that he had strayed far . ` Where are thy friend and thy dogs ? ' said Rhiannon , and he told her what had befallen Pryderi . ' A good friend hast thou lost , ' answered Rhiannon , and she went up to the castle and through the gate , which was open . There , in the centre of the courtyard , she beheld Pryderi standing , and hastened towards him . ` What dost thou here ? ' she asked , laying her hand on the bowl , and as she spoke she too stuck fast , and was not able to utter a word . Then thunder was heard and a veil of darkness descended upon them , and the castle vanished and they with it . When Kieva , the wife of Pryderi , found that neither her husband nor his mother returned to her , she was in such sorrow that she cared not whether she lived or died . Manawyddan was grieved also in his heart , and said to her : ` It is not fitting that we should stay here , for he have lost our dogs and can not get food . Let us go into England -- it is easier for us to live there . ' So they set forth . ` What craft wilt thou follow ? ' asked Kieva as they went along . ' I shall make shoes as once I did , ' replied he ; and he got all the finest leather in the town and caused gilded clasps to be made for the shoes , till everyone flocked to buy , and all the shoemakers in the town were idle and banded together in anger to kill him . But luckily Manawyddan got word of it , and he and Kieva left the town one night and proceeded to Narberth , taking with him a sheaf of wheat , which he sowed in three plots of ground . And while the wheat was growing up , he hunted and fished , and they had food enough and to spare .
Thus the months passed until the harvest ; and one evening Manawyddan visited the furthest of his fields of wheat ; and saw XXXXX it was ripe .
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