Concobar.
[In a loud voice.] No more of that, I will not have this friendship.
Cuchullain is my man and I forbid it;
He shall not go unfought for I myself——
Cuchullain.
[Seizing Concobar.] You shall not stir, High King, I’ll hold you there.
Concobar.
Witchcraft has maddened you.
The Kings.
[Shouting.] Yes, witchcraft, witchcraft.