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"Cinnas conicfaesu anní sin", ol inL ḃen. "Ar inN dain nombiasu oc coṁruc friH fer coṁthrén coṁchrotha coṁchliss coṁḟobaiḋ coṁéscaiḋ coṁchiníuil coṁghaisciḋ comméte friut bam escongsa ocus foLchichiur curu immotL chossa issindL áth coN mba éccoṁlonn mór."
"Fortongu doL ḋía toingthe Ulaiḋ", ol Cú Chulainn, "fortatnesaḃsu friH glaisslecca indL átho ocus nicotL ḃia ícc úaimLse de coH bráth manimL ḋergaissu."
"Bia soḋsa dono glass duitsiu", olsí, "ocus géḃa bréit dotL ḋóitind deiss conicci doL riġiḋ clí."
"Tongusa doL ḋía toingte Ulaiḋ", ol Cú Chulainn, "notLḃenaḃsu sechaṁ coṁL chleittíniu coN mmeṁa doL ṡúil itL chinn ocus nicotL ḃia ícc úaimLse de coH bráth manimL ḋergaissu."
"Biaṁ saṁaiscse finn áuderg dono", olsissi, "ocus doraġ issinN linn iN fail indL átho inN nattan rombiasu oc coṁruc friH fer busL choiṁchliss duit ocus cétN mbó finnN náuderg imL ḋiaiḋ ocus meṁais ind éit uile imL ḋiaiḋse issinN náth ocus conbiḃsustar fír ferN fortsu aN llá sin ocus géttair doL chenn ditL issindL áth sin."
"How will you be able (to do) this?", said the woman. "For at the time when you will be in combat against a man of the same strength, of the same shape, of the same skill, of the same swiftness, of the same eagerness, of the same descent, of the same prowess, of the same height as you, I will be an eel, and I will throw slings around your feet in the ford, so that it will be a very unequal combat."
"I swear by the god by which the Ulstermen swear", said Cu Chulainn, "I will crush you against the grey stones of the ford, and there will be no cure from it for you on my part until Doomsday, unless you ask my pardon."
"I will be a grey wolf-bitch, then, against you", said she, "and I will take a strip off the end of your right arm up to your left fore-arm."
"I swear by the god by which the Ulstermen swear", said Cu Chulainn, "I myself will strike you with my javelin so that your eye shall burst inside your head, and there will be no cure from it for you on my part until Doomsday, unless you ask my pardon."
"I will be a white, red-eared heifer then", said she, "and I will come into the water at a spot of the ford when once again you will be in combat against a man who will be as skilled as you, and a hundred white, red-eared cows after me, and all the cattle will charge into the ford after me, and the right of men will be violated against you on that very day, and your head will be chopped off you in that very ford."