“When I was growing up,” said the woman, “he asked me in marriage. My father refused him three times; and even if he accepted him, I would not marry him. He said he would be even with me. When Blue Niall married me he took him away, and put on him one drop of the molten torrent, as he had one warning. When, again, I was married to Feathery Clerk, he took him away with him, and put on him two drops, as he had two warnings.”
“Oh, you slut, go on with the story no farther!” said the big man.
“Do not fear,” said Bioultach,—“go on.”
“As Maunus got three warnings, on him there are three drops, and each drop goes to the bone.”
It was at this time the king came in through the men, and he saw Bioultach all red with blood.
“Oh, Bioultach,” said he, “you are killed!”
“I am not. I am coloured with the blood of the giant, but on myself there is no harm.”
“You are a good man, Bioultach,” said the woman; “I did not believe there was a man in the world would fight the giant. Now you can come down.”
Bioultach sat down till he told the king. “I do not know what you will do,” said the king. “But I will get ready a ship, and put on board eight hundred men of the pick of my kingdom, and the two champions along with you; and, on
