in a hole in the sand, and I heard three men coming with a shuffling sort of noise. They were wounded and groaning.
fool. Go on. Tell me about the fight.
blind man. There had been a fight, a great fight, a tremendous great fight. A young man had landed on the shore, the guardians of the shore had asked his name, and he had refused to tell it, and he had killed one, and others had run away.
fool. That’s enough. Come on now to the fowl. I wish it was bigger. I wish it was as big as a goose.
blind man. Hush! I haven’t told you all. I know who that young man is. I heard the men who were running away say he had red hair, that he had come from Aoife’s country, that he was coming to kill Cuchulain.
fool. Nobody can do that.
[To a tune.]
Cuchulain has killed kings,
Kings and sons of kings,
Dragons out of the water,
And witches out of the air,
Banachas and Bonochas and people of the woods.
blind man. Hush! hush!
fool [still singing].
Witches that steal the milk,
Fomor that steal the children,
Hags that have heads like hares,
