Stole my great cauldron and a herd of pigs.
Third Old King.
No, no, I claim it, for at Lammas’ time——
Cuchullain.
Back! Back! Put up your swords! Put up your swords!
There’s none alive that shall accept a challenge
I have refused. Laegaire, put up your sword.
Young Man.
No, let them come, let any three together.
If they’ve a mind to, I’ll try it out with four.