And, though she be quarrelsome, good health to Emer, your wife.
[The Charioteers, Stable Boys and Kitchen Boys come running in. They carry great horns, ladles and the like]
Laeg
I am Laeg, Cuchulain’s driver, and my master’s cock of the yard.
Another
Conall would scatter his feathers.
[Confused murmurs]
Laegaire
[To Cuchulain]