Thereafter the damsel came to them, and this she said: ‘O you other twain, keep, so long as ye shall live, that from which ye have hitherto got fame and distinction; for your blood has dried up, and your sinews have hardened; and henceforward your honour (?) is not with feats of knighthood nor with study of warfare; but if ye like attendance or war-service, that can be obtained with me.’
‘We need it not’, says Conall.
‘Well’, she says, ‘let yon young lad stay with me, even Cúchulainn.’
And that is agreed.