on the morrow.

And when he brought out his troop, the name the people gave them was
"Caoilte's Rabble," and there was no wonder at all in that.

But all the profit the King of Ireland got from them was to see them
together for that one time. For no sooner did Finn get his freedom than
the whole of them scattered here and there, and no two of them went by
the same road out of Teamhair.

And that was one of the best things Caoilte, son of Ronan, ever did. And
another time he ran from the wave of Cliodna in the south to the wave of
Rudraige in the north. And Colla his son was a very good runner too, and
one time he ran a race backwards against the three battalions of the
Fianna for a chessboard. And he won the race, but if he did, he went
backward over Beinn Edair into the sea.

And very good hearing Caoilte had. One time he heard the King of the
Luigne of Connacht at his hunting, and Blathmec that was with him said,
"What is that hunt, Caoilte?" "A hunt of three packs of hounds," he
said, "and three sorts of wild creatures before them. The first hunt,"
he said, "is after stags and large deer and the second hunt is after
swift small hares, and the third is a furious hunt after heavy boars."
"And what is the fourth hunt, Caoilte?" said Blathmec. "It is the
hunting of heavy-sided, low-bellied badgers." And then they heard coming
after the hunt the shouts of the lads and of the readiest of the men and
the serving-men that were best at carrying burdens. And Blathmec went
out to see the hunting, and just as Caoilte had told him, that was the
way it was.

And he understood the use of herbs, and one time he met with two women
that were very downhearted because their husbands had gone from them to
take other wives. And Caoilte gave them Druid herbs, and they put them
in the water of a bath and washed in it, and the love of their husbands
came back to them, and they sent away the new wives they had taken.

And as to Lugaidh's Son, that was of Finn's blood, and another of the
best men of the Fianna, he was put into Finn's arms as a child, and he
was reared up by Duban's daughter, that had reared eight hundred
fighting men of the Fianna, till his twelfth year, and then she gave him
all he wanted of arms and of armour, and he went to Chorraig Conluain
and the mountains of Slieve Bladhma, where Finn and the Fianna were at
that time.

And Finn gave him a very gentle welcome, and he struck his hand in
Finn's hand, and made his