ind to go over where she was. Then she said to him:
"Where are you going?" "I am going over to yourself for a while," said
he.

"Go back again, Osgar," she said; "I belonged to you once, and I will
never belong to you again."

Then Diarmuid rose up to go to her: "Where are you going, Diarmuid?" she
said. "I am going over to yourself for a while," said he. "O Diarmuid,"
she said, "that cannot be; I belonged to you once, and I can never
belong to you again; but come over here to me, Diarmuid," she said, "and
I will put a love-spot on you, that no woman will ever see without
giving you her love." So Diarmuid went over to her, and she put her hand
on his forehead, and she left the love-spot there, and no woman that
ever saw him after that was able to refuse him her love.

CHAPTER III. THE DAUGHTER OF KING UNDER-WAVE

One snowy night of winter the Fianna were come into the house after
their hunting. And about midnight they heard a knocking at the door, and
there came in a woman very wild and ugly, and her hair hanging to her
heels. She went to the place Finn was lying, and she asked him to let
her in under the border of his covering. But when he saw her so strange
and so ugly and so wild-looking he would not let her in. She gave a
great cry then, and she went to where Oisin was, and asked him to let
her shelter under the border of his covering. But Oisin refused her the
same way. Then she gave another great scream, and she went over where
Diarmuid was. "Let me in," she said, "under the border of your
covering." Diarmuid looked at her, and he said: "You are strange-looking
and wild and ugly, and your hair is down to your heels. But come in for
all that," he said.

So she came in under the border of his covering.

"O Diarmuid," she said then, "I have been travelling over sea and ocean
through the length of seven years, and in all that time I never got
shelter any night till this night. And let me to the warmth of the fire
now," she said. So Diarmuid brought her over to the fire, and all the
Fianna that were sitting there went away from it seeing her so ugly and
so dreadful to look at. And she was not long at the fire when she said:
"Let me go under the warmth of the covering with you now." "It is asking
too much you are," said Diarmuid; "first it was to come under the border
you asked, and then to come to the fire, and now it is under the
bed-covering with me you want to be. But for all that you may come," he
sa