Great fear then fell on Conaire because they had no way to
So they took their way by the coast of Ireland southward.
Then said Conaire on the Road of Cualu: ‘whither shall we go tonight?’
‘May I succeed in telling thee!19 my fosterling Conaire,’ says Mac cecht, son of Snade Teiched, the champion of Conaire son of Eterscél. ‘Oftener have the men of Erin been contending for thee every night than thou hast been wandering about for a guesthouse.’