“No, my heart, I am giving him a run and spying their dispositions.”
“I claim this combat,” said the rough young man.
“You shall have one immediately afterwards. You and I together will make the tour of this fortress, shoulder to shoulder, Buinne. Will not that content you?” Naoise laughed.
“I was beginning to feel lonely,” said Buinne. “We shall have a pleasant run.”
“Ten minutes for our run,” said Naoise. “Ready, Ainnle?”
His brother nodded.
“Run straight out, thirty feet out if you can. Double then as you please. Remember the door you are to come in by, and do all the damage you can. If you are in difficulty give our call.”
“I could not get into difficulty in five minutes,” Ainnle smiled.
“Ready, Buinne? Pull!”
Ainnle sped out, and the door slammed on him like thunder.