aid. And then he sent a
message to say that he loved her so much that he would certainly burst
of love if it did not stop.
Mongan heard the whispering, and he told the hag that if she did what he
advised she would certainly get either himself or the King of Leinster
for a husband.
"Either of you will be welcome," said the hag.
"When the king says he loves you, ask him to prove it by gifts; ask for
his drinking-horn first."
She asked for that, and he sent it to her filled with good liquor; then
she asked for his girdle, and he sent her that.
His people argued with him and said it was not right that he should give
away the treasures of Leinster to the wife of the King of Connaught's
son; but he said that it did not matter, for when he got the girl he
would get his treasures with her. But every time he sent anything to the
hag, mac an Da'v snatched it out of her lap and put it in his pocket.
"Now," said Mongan to the hag, "tell the servant to say that you would
not leave your own husband for all the wealth of the world."
She told the servant that, and the servant told it to the king. When
Branduv heard it he nearly went mad with love and longing and jealousy,
and with rage also, because of the treasure he had given her and might
not get back. He called Mongan over to him, and spoke to him very
threateningly and ragingly.
"I am not one who takes a thing without giving a thing," said he.
"Nobody could say you were," agreed Mongan.
"Do you see this woman sitting beside me?" he continued, pointing to Duv
Laca.
"I do indeed," said Mongan.
"Well," said Branduv, "this woman is Duv Laca of the White Hand that I
took away from Mongan; she is just going to marry me, but if you will
make an exchange, you can marry this Duv Laca here, and I will marry
that Ivell of the Shining Cheeks yonder."
Mongan pretended to be very angry then.
"If I had come here with horses and treasure you would be in your right
to take these from me, but you have no right to ask for what you are now
asking."
"I do ask for it," said Branduv menacingly, "and you must not refuse a
lord."
"Very well," said Mongan reluctantly, and as if in great fear; "if you
will make the exchange I will make it, although it breaks my heart."
He brought Ivell over to the king then and gave her three kisses.
"The king would suspect something if I did not kiss you," said he, and
then he gave the hag over to the king. After that they all got d
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