Then the reavers framed a counsel at the place where they had put the cairn.
‘Well, then,’ says Ingcél to the guides, ‘what is nearest to us here?’
‘Easy to say: the Hostel of Hua Derga, chief-hospitaller of Erin.’
‘Good men indeed,’ says Ingcél, ‘were likely to seek their fellows at that Hostel to-night.’
This, then, was the counsel of the reavers, to send one of them to see how things were there.
‘Who will go there to espy the house?’ say everyone.
‘Who should go,’ says Ingcél, ‘but I, for 'tis I that am entitled to dues.’