‘Let the girl be slain,’ said the warriors. ‘By no means,’ said Conchobor. ‘I shall carry off the girl tomorrow,’ Conchobor added, ‘and she will be reared according to my own will, and she will be the woman who will be in my company.’
And the Ulstermen did not dare to set him right with respect to it. That, moreover, was done. She was reared by Conchobor until she was by far the most beautiful girl who [ever] had been in Ireland. In a court apart it is that she was brought up in order that no man of the Ulstermen might see her up to the time that she should spend the night with Conchobor, and no person ever was allowed into that court except her foster father and her foster mother and Leborcham; for the last-mentioned one could not be prevented, for she was a female satirist.