"
[Footnote 6: They had been banished from the elfmounds, and for them to
precede was to violate one of his tabus.--W.S.]
They went forward to the house and took their seats therein, and
fastened their red steeds to the door of the house.
That is the Forefaring of the Three Reds in the _Bruden Da Derga_.
This is the way that Conaire took with his troops, to Dublin.
'Tis then the man of the black, cropt hair, with his one hand and one
eye and one foot, overtook them. Rough cropt hair upon him. Though a
sackful of wild apples were flung on his crown, not an apple would fall
on the ground, but each of them would stick on his hair. Though his
snout were flung on a branch they would remain together. Long and thick
as an outer yoke was each of his two shins. Each of his buttocks was the
size of a cheese on a withe. A forked pole of iron black-pointed was in
his hand. A swine, black-bristled, singed, was on his back, squealing
continually, and a woman big-mouthed, huge, dark, sorry, hideous, was
behind him.
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