And she came to the ship. ÔI marvel thou couldst not fit shoes to measure,Õ said she. ÔI was unable,Õ he replied,ÕI shall be able now.Õ
And thereupon, lo, a wren alighting on board the ship. The boy aimed at it, and hit it between the sinew of its leg and the bone. She laughed. ÔFaith,Õ said she, Ôwith a deft hand has the fair one hit it.Õ ÔAye,Õ he replied, GodÕs curse on thee! He has now got a name, and good enough is his name. Lleu Llaw Gyffes is he from now on.Õ And the work vanished into dulse and seaweed. And then he released his son into his proper semblance, and took on him his own aspect. ÔWell,Õ said she, ÔI will swear on this boy a destiny that he shall never bear arms till I myself equip him therewith.Õ ÔBetween me and God,Õ said he, Ôthis springs from thy wickedness. But arms he shall have.Õ
