Now while she was there next morning she saw a Bird on the skylight coming to her, and he leaves his birdskin on the floor of the house, and went to her and captured her5, and said: ‘They are coming to thee from the king to wreck thy house and to bring thee to him perforce. And thou wilt be pregnant by me, and bear a son, and that son must not kill birds6. And ‘Conaire, son of Mess Buachalla’ shall be his name, for hers was Mess Buachalla, ‘the Cowherds' fosterchild.’’7