He gave her a drop of the water that was in the bottle to drink. The moment she drank it she threw from her a live cat out of her stomach. The head was cut off it before it reached the ground. They did the same with the twelve cats that she threw out of her stomach. She rose up then as sound and as well as ever she was.
The merchant was about to go away then, but the king would not allow him to depart. He said that he must marry his daughter.
[They were married and happy.]
They were one day going in their coach, and they saw the merchant who had made the bet that the help of God was not in the road. He spoke to him, and the merchant asked him where did he get all his riches.
"I got it in the place where you left me, in the church."
He [the other merchant] went away then at night, and he went in under the same flag, and it happened to the cats that they came together that night. When they were all assembled together. "Tell a story, O Conall, king of the cats," said one of them.
"I would tell a story," said he, "but I told one this very night last year, and a man was listening to me, and he cured the king's daughter with a bottle of the water that was in the well."
"We'll rise up [and look]" said the cat; "there won't be anyone listening to you to-night."
They rose up and they searched until they came to the place where the man was under the flag. They pulled him out and tore him asunder.
That is how it happened to him on account of the bet he had made that the help of God was not in the road.