Note a — Footnotes.

So then they bound two spancels about the ankle-joints of Etarcumul's feet and he was dragged along behind his horses and chariot. At every rock that was rough for him, his lungs and his liver were left on the stones and the rugged places. At every place that was smooth for him, his skilfully severed limbs came together again round the horses. In this wise he was dragged through the camp to the door of the tent of Ailill and Medb: "There's your young warrior for you," cried Fergus, "for 'Every restoration together with its restitution' is what the law saith."a Medb came forth to the door of her tent and she raised her 5quick, splitting,5 loud voice 6of a warrior.6 Quoth Medb. "Truly, methought that great was the heat and the wrath of this young hound 7on leaving us awhile since7 at the beginning of the day as he went from the camp. 8It is no fortune for a tender youth that falls on thee now.8 We had thought that the honour under which he went, even the honour of Fergus, was not the honour of a dastard!" "What hath crazed the virago and wench?" cried Fergus. "Good lack, W. 1935. is it fitting for the mongrel to seek the Hound of battle whom 1the warriors and champions1 of four of the five grand provinces of Erin dare not approach nor withstand? What, I myself was glad to escape whole from him!"