"It is a year from to-night that I went in to the king's daughter. I rubbed my tale to her mouth, and her father is perished looking for a cure [for her]. There are twelve cats in her stomach."
"Is there anything at all to cure her?" says one of the cats.
"There is," said Conall; "if she were to get a drop of the water that is in the well here, it would cure her. If one of those [twelve cats inside her] were to get away they could kill all the kingdom."
"Is there anything else of cure in the well?"
"There is," said Conall; "if any one were blind, and he to put a drop of that water on his eyes he would get his sight."
When they had gone away then in the morning, and were departed, the man that was listening to them rose up from [under] the flag. There was a herd or shepherd going by. He came to this man who was blind and spoke to him.
"Well, now," says the blind man, "is there any well here?"
"There is," says the herd.
"Leave me at the brink of the well."
He left him there.