'"Is it they who say," said Cuchulainn, "that there are not more
of the Ulstermen alive than they have slain of them?"
'"It is they indeed," said the charioteer.
'"Let us go till we reach them," said Cuchulainn.
'"Indeed it is peril to us," said the charioteer.
'"Truly it is not to avoid it that we go," said Cuchulainn.
'Then they go forth and unharness their horses at the meeting of
the bog and the river, to the south above the fort of the others;
and he threw the withe that was on the pillar as far as he could
throw into the river and let it go with the stream, for this was a
breach of _geis_ to the sons of Nechta Scene. They perceive it
then, and come to them. Cuchulainn goes to sleep by the pillar
after throwing the withe at the stream; and he said to the
charioteer: "Do not waken me for few; but waken me for many."
'Now the charioteer was very frightened, and he made ready their
chariot and pulled its coverings and skins which were over
Cuchulainn; for he dared not waken him, because Cuchulainn told him
at first that he should not waken him for a few.
'Then come the sons of Nechta Scene.
'"Who is it who is there?" said one of them.
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