_Barach._ It’s a woman from among the Riders of the Sidhe. It’s Boann herself from the river. She has left the Dagda’s bed, and gone through the salt of the sea and up here to the strand of Baile, and all for love of me. Let her keep her husband’s bed, for she’ll have none of me. Nobody knows how lecherous these goddesses are. I see her in every kind of shape but oftener than not she’s in the wind and cries “give a kiss and put your arms about me.” But no, she’ll have no more of me. Yesterday when I put out my lips to kiss her, there was nothing there but the wind. She’s bad, Fintain. O, she’s bad. I had better shut the big door too. [_He is going towards the big door but turns hearing FINTAIN’S voice._ _Fintain._ [_Who has been feeling about with his stick._] What’s this and this? _Barach._ They are chairs. _Fintain._ And this? _Barach._ Why, that’s a bench. _Fintain._ And this? _Barach._ A big chair. _Fintain._ [_Feeling the back of the chair._] There is a sea-woman carved upon it. _Barach._ And there is another big chair on the other side of the hall. _Fintain._ Lead me to it. [_He mutters while the fool is leading him._] That is what the High King Concobar has on his shield. The High King will be coming. They have brought out his chair. [_He begins feeling the back of the other chair._] And there is a dog’s head on this. They have brought out our master’s chair. Now I know what the horse-boys were talking about. We must not stay here. The Kings are going to meet here. Now that Concobar and our master, that is his chief man, have put down all the enemies of Ullad, they are going to build up Emain again. They are going to talk over their plans for building it. Were you ever in Concobar’s town before it was burnt? O, he is a great King, for though Emain was burnt down, every war had made him richer. He has gold and silver dishes, and chessboards and candlesticks made of precious stones. Fool, have they taken the top from the ale vat? _Barach._ They have. _Fintain._ Then bring me a horn of ale quickly, for the Kings will be here in a minute. Now I can listen. Tell me what you saw this morning? _Barach._ About the young man and the fighting? _Fintain._ Yes. _Barach._ And after that we can go and eat the fowl, for I am hungry. _Fintain._ Time enough, time enough. You’re in as great a hurry as when you brought me to Aine’s Seat, where the mad dogs gather when the moon’s at the full. Go on with your story. _Barach._ I was creeping under a ditch, with the fowl in my leather bag, keeping to the shore where the farmer could not see me, when I came upon a ship drawn up upon the sands, a great red ship with a woman’s head upon it. _Fintain._ A ship out of Aoife’s country. They have all a woman’s head on the bow.