“Why do you suppose so?”
“Because the monks built their house here in the old time, and the monks never built their houses except on good land.”
“Well, I must say the land is good; indeed I do not think there is any so good in Shire Aberteifi.”
“I suppose you are surprised to see me here; I came to see the old Monachlog.”
“Yes, gentleman; I saw you looking about it.”
“Am I welcome to see it?”
“Croesaw! gwr boneddig, croesaw! many, many welcomes to you, gentleman!”
“Do many people come to see the monastery?”
Farmer.—Yes! many gentlefolks come to see it in the summer time.
Myself.—It is a poor place now.