"Well, leave the decision to the first man who shall meet us."
The next man they met said the same as the first man, that the help of God was not in the road.
The other man did nothing but put his finger into the eye and pluck it out.
[Yet the man said] "I'll bet the other eye with you that the help of God is in the road, and let it be left to the judgment of the next man who shall meet us."
It was short they went [had gone] when a man met them. They asked him was the help of God in the road. The man said that it was not.
He plucked the other eye out of him then.
"Now," said he [the blind man], "take me with you and leave me in the church."
He took him with him and left him in under a flagstone in the church.
At that time the cats used to be collecting in gatherings. [They collected in that same church that night]. When they were all gathered together, Conall, the king of the cats, said that himself would tell a story if it were not that he was afraid that some one would be listening.
"Let us get up and search," said some of the cats. They searched through the churchyard and they found no one.