Fintan: It would be better, I tell you, a score
of king's daughters to be ate and devoured, than
the high stars in their courses to be proved wrong.
But it must be right, it surely must be right. I
gave the prophecy according to her birth hour,
that was one hour before the falling back of the sun.
Dall Glic: It was not, but an hour before the
rising of the sun.
Fintan: Not at all! It was the Nurse herself
told me it was at evening she was born.
Queen: There is the Nurse now. Let you ask
her account.
Fintan: (To Nurse.) It was yourself laid down
it was evening!
Nurse: Sure I wasn't in the place at all till
Samhuin time, when she was near three months
in the world.
Fintan: Then it was some other hag the very
spit of you! I wish she didn't tell a lie.
Nurse: Sure that one was banished out of this
on the head of telling lies. An hour ere sunrise,
and before the crowing of the cocks. The Dall
Glic will tell you that much.
Dall Glic: That is so. I have it marked upon
the genealogies in the chest.
Fintan: That is great news! It was a heavy
wrong was done me! It had me greatly upset.
Twelve hours out in laying down the birth-time!
That clears the character of myself and
of the carwheel of the stars. I knew I could
make no mistake in my office and in my
billet!