Conchubar, Conchubar! the sword into your heart!
[He rushes out. Pause. FOOL creeps up to the big door and looks after him.
FOOL.
He is going up to King Conchubar. They are all about the young man. No, no, he is standing still. There is a great wave going to break, and he is looking at it. Ah! now he is running down to the sea, but he is holding up his sword as if he were going into a fight. [Pause.] Well struck! well struck!
BLIND MAN.
What is he doing now?
FOOL.
O! he is fighting the waves!
BLIND MAN.
He sees King Conchubar’s crown on every one of them.