Lavarcham (nodding her head). If youre old and wise, its Im the same, Conchubor, and Im telling you youll not have her though youre ready to destroy mankind and skin the gods to win her. Theres things a king cant have, Conchubor, and if you go rampaging this night youll be apt to win nothing but death for many, and a sloppy face of trouble on your own self before the day will come.
Conchubor. Its too much talk you have. (Goes right.) Where is Owen? Did you see him no place and you coming the road?
Lavarcham. I seen him surely. He went spying on Naisi, and now the worms is spying on his own inside.
Conchubor (exultingly). Naisi killed him?
Lavarcham. He did not, then. It was Owen destroyed himself running mad because of Deirdre. Fools and kings and scholars are all one in a story with her like, and Owen thought hed be a great man, being the first corpse in the game youll play this night in Emain.
Conchubor. Its yourself should be the first corpse, but my other messengers are coming, men from the clans that hated Usna.
Lavarcham (drawing back hopelessly). Then the gods have pity on us all!
Men with weapons come in.
Conchubor (to Soldiers). Are Ainnle and Ardan separate from Naisi?
Men. They are, Conchubor. Weve got them off, saying they were needed to make ready Deirdres house.
Conchubor. And Naisi and Deirdre are coming?
Soldier. Naisis coming, surely, and a woman with him is putting out the glory of the moon is rising and the sun is going down.
Conchubor (looking at Lavarcham). Thats your story that shes seamed and ugly?
Soldier. I have more news. (Pointing to Lavarcham.) When that woman heard you were bringing Naisi this place, she sent a horse-boy to call Fergus from the north.
Conchubor (to Lavarcham). Its for that youve been playing your tricks, but what youve won is a nearer death for Naisi. (To Soldiers.) Go up and call my fighters, and take that woman up to Emain.
Lavarcham. Id liefer stay this place. Ive done my best, but if a bad end is coming, surely it would be a good thing maybe I was here to tend her.
Conchubor (fiercely). Take her to Emain; its too many tricks shes tried this day already. (A Soldier goes to her.)
Lavarcham. Dont touch me. (She puts her cloak round her and catches Conchubors arm.) I thought to stay your hand with my stories till Fergus would come to be beside them, the way Id save yourself, Conchubor, and Naisi and Emain Macha; but Ill walk up now into your halls, and Ill say (with a gesture) its here nettles will be growing, and beyond thistles and docks. Ill go into your high chambers, where youve been figuring yourself stretching out your neck for the kisses of a queen of women; and Ill say its here therell be deer stirring and goats scratching, and sheep waking and coughing when there is a great wind from the north. (Shaking herself loose. Conchubor makes a sign to Soldiers.) Im going, surely. In a short space Ill be sitting up with many listening to the flames crackling, and the beams breaking, and I looking on the great blaze will be the end of Emain. (She goes out.)
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