A plebeian was in love with Earl Clare's daughter: she would not have him as he was not wealthy. He took to the highway, and watched the agent of the lord of the dominion coming towards the castle from collecting his lord's money. He killed him, took the money, and produced the coin, and the lady married him. A splendid banquet was held: the best men of the country were invited, and they made as merry as possible. On the second night the marriage was con summated, and when happiest one heard a voice: all ear one listened and caught the words, Vengeance comes, vengeance comes, vengeance comes, three times. One asked, When In the ninth generation said the voice. N o reason for us to fear, said the married pair; we shall be under the mould long before. They lived on, however, and a goresgynnyd.