horse seemed to move at a slow and even pace, and to be coming up
towards the mound. "My men," said Pwyll, "is there any among you who
knows yonder lady?" "There is not, Lord," said they. "Go one of you
and meet her, that we may know who she is." And one of them arose,
and as he came upon the road to meet her, she passed by, and he
followed as fast as he could, being on foot; and the greater was his
speed, the further was she from him. And when he saw that it
profited him nothing to follow her, he returned to Pwyll, and said
unto him, "Lord, it is idle for any one in the world to follow her on
foot." "Verily," said Pwyll, "go unto the palace, and take the
fleetest horse that thou seest, and go after her."

And he took a horse and went forward. And he came to an open level
plain, and put spurs to his horse; and the more he urged his horse,
the further was she from him. Yet she held the same pace as at
first. And his horse began to fail; and when his horse's feet failed
him, he returned to the place where Pwyll was. "Lord," said he, "it
will avail nothing for any one to follow yonder lady. I know of no
horse in these realms swifter than this, and it availed me not to
pursue her." "Of a truth," said Pwyll, "there must be some illusion
here. Let us go towards the palace." So to the palace they went,
and they spent that day. And the next day they arose, and that also
they spent until it was time to go to meat. And after the first
meal, "Verily," said Pwyll, "we will go the same party as yesterday
to the top of the mound. And do thou," said he to one of his young
men, "take the swiftest horse that thou knowest in the field." And
thus did the young man. And they went towards the mound, taking the
horse with them. And as they were sitting down they beheld the lady
on the same horse, and in the same apparel, coming along the same
road. "Behold," said Pwyll, "here is the lady of yesterday. Make