"No," he replied. "We were in the wood last night."
"I warrant," said the youth, "that thy condition there last night was not the most pleasant, and that thou hadst neither meat nor drink."
"No, by my faith!" said he.
"Wilt thou follow my counsel," said the youth, "and take thy meal from me?"
"What sort of meal?" he inquired.
"The breakfast which is sent for yonder mowers; nothing less than bread and meat and wine. And if thou wilt, sir, they shall have none of it."
"I will," said he. "And Heaven reward thee for it!"
So Geraint alighted, and the youth took the maiden from off her horse. Then they washed, and took their repast. And the youth cut the bread in slices, and gave them drink, and served them withal.
And when they had finished, the youth arose, and said to Geraint, "My lord, with thy permission, I will now go and fetch some food for the mowers."
"Go first to the town," said Geraint, "and take a lodging for me in the best place that thou knowest, and the most commodious one for the horses, and take thou whichever horse and arms thou choosest in payment for thy service and thy gift."