THE WINNING OF OLWEN 361
it after them. And Menw caught it, and flung it at him, and wounded him in the chest, so that it came out at his back.
' A gentle son-in-law, truly ! ' cried Yspaddaden ; ' the iron pains me like the bite of a horse-leech. Cursed be the hearth whereon it was heated, and the smith who formed it!'
The third day Arthur's men returned to the palace into the presence of Yspaddaden.
' Shoot not at me again,' said he, ' unless you desire death. But lift up my eyebrows, which have fallen over my eyes, that I may see my son-in-law.' Then they arose, and as they did so Yspaddaden Penkawr took the third 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