Ossian Collection > Deirdre of the sorrows

OLD WOMAN
The gods help us. (she runs into inner room)
VOICES
Open !
LAVARCHAM
(opening the door) Come in then and ill-luck if
you'll have it so.
(Naisi and Ainnle and Ardan come in and look
round with astonishment)
NAISI
It's a rich man has this place, and no herd at all.
LAVARCHAM
(sitting down with her head half covered) It is not,
and you'd best be going quickly.
NAISI
(hilariously, shaking rain from his clothes) When
we've had the pick of luck finding princely comfort
in the darkness of the night. Some rich man of Ul-
ster should come here and he chasing in the woods.
May we drink ? (he takes up flask) Whose wine is
this that we may drink his health ?
LAVARCHAM
It's no one's that you've call to know.
NAISI
Your own health then and length of life, (pouring
out wine for the three. They drink.)
LAVARCHAM
(very crossly) You're great boys taking a welcome
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