Now while the feast went on, it chanced that Dara of the Poems, one of Finn's druids, sat near Grania. And he recited for her many lays about the deeds of her forefathers; after which a pleasant conversation arose between them. And when they had talked for some time, she asked him—
"What means all this feasting? And why has Finn come with his people on this visit to my father the king?"
Dara was surprised at this question, and answered, "If thou dost not know, it is hard for me to know."
And Grania answered, "I wish, indeed, to learn from you what has brought Finn to Tara."
"It is strange to hear thee ask this question," said the druid. "Knowest thou not that he has come to claim thee for his wife?"
Grania was silent for a long time after hearing this. And again she spoke—
"If, indeed, Finn had sought me for his son Oisin, or for the youthful Oscar, there would be nothing to wonder at; but I marvel much that he seeks me for himself, seeing that he is older than my father."
Then Grania meditated in silence; and after a time she said to the druid—
"This is a goodly company, but I know not one among them, except only Oisin, the son of Finn. Tell me now who is that warrior on the right of Oisin."