“And what is the name of the lake?” said I.
“I do not know,” said she; “but the place where it stands is called Maes Llyn, as I said before.”
“Is the lake deep?” said I.
“Very deep,” said she.
“How deep?” said I.
“Over the tops of the houses,” she replied.
“Any fish in the lake?”
“Oh yes! plenty.”
“What fish?”
“Oh, there are llysowen, and the fish we call ysgetten.”