Here is the ring.

CUCHULLAIN.

No, turn and turn about
But my turn is first, because I am the older.
Cliodna embroidered these bird wings, but Fand
Made all these little golden eyes with the hairs
That she had stolen out of Aengus' beard,
And therefore none that has this cloak about him
Is crossed in love. The heavy inlaid brooch
That Buan hammered has a merit too.

(He begins spreading the cloak out on a bench, showing it to the Young
Man. Suddenly Concobar beats with his silver rod on a pillar beside
his chair. All turn towards him.)

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.

A KING.

You saw another's head upon his shoulders
All of a sudden, a woman's head, Cuchullain,
Then raised your hand against the King of Ullad.

CUCHULLAIN.

(Letting Concobar go, and looking wildly about him.)

Yes, yes, all of a sudden, all of a sudden.

DAIRE.

Why, there's no witchcraft in it, I myself
Have made a hundred of these sudden friendships
And fought it out next day. But that was folly,
For now that I am old I know it is best
To live in comfort.

A KING.

Pull the fool away.

DAIRE.

I'll throw a heel-tap to the one that dies.

CONCOBAR.

Some witch is floating in the air above us.

CUCHULLAIN.

Yes, witchcraft, witchcraft and the power of witchcraft.

(To the Young Man)

Why did you do it? was it Calatin's daughters?
Out, out, I say, for now it's sword on sword.

YOUNG MAN.

But, but, I did not.

CUCHULLAIN.

Out, I say, out, out!
Sword upon sword.

(He goes towards the door at back, followed by Young Man. He turns on
the threshold and cries out, looking at the Young Man.)

That hair my hands were drowned in!

(He goes out, followed by Young Man. The other Kings begin to follow
them out.)

A KING.

I saw him fight with Ferdiad.

SECOND KING.

We'll be too late
They're such a long time getting through the door.

THIRD KING.

Run quicker, quicker.

DAIRE.