As if he’d been a fox. If I’d that ball
That’s in your hair and the big stone again,
I’d keep them tossing, though the one is heavy
And the other light in the hand. A trick I learnt
When I was learning arms in Aoife’s country.
First Young King.
What kind of woman was that Aoife?
Cuchullain.
Comely.
First Young King.