“I would.”
The Sprisawn sent Miach Lay for the head of the Dark King; he brought it.
“Is that his head?” asked the Sprisawn.
“It is,” said the Gruagach.
“Well, tell me now.”
“Were I to tell you,” said the Gruagach, “the King of Mangling would knock the head off me.”
“If you saw his head would you tell me?”
“I would.”
The head of the King of Mangling was brought.