‘Take that with you,’ said Cuchulainn, ’and go to the camp thus.  If you do not go thus, a stone will come to you from my sling.’

When he got near the camp, he took the head from his back, and told his adventures to Ailill and Medb.

‘This is not like taking birds,’ said she.

And he said, ’Unless I brought it on my back to the camp, he would break my head with a stone.’

The Death of the Meic Garach

Then the Meic Garach waited on their ford.  These are their names:  Lon and Ualu and Diliu; and Mes-Ler, and Mes-Laech, and Mes-Lethan were their three charioteers.  They thought it too much what Cuchulainn had done:  to slay two foster-sons of the king, and his son, and to shake the head before the host.  They would slay Cuchulainn in return for him, and would themselves remove this annoyance from the host.  They cut three aspen wands for their charioteers, that the six of them should pursue combat against him.  He killed them all then, because they had broken fair-play towards him.

Orlam’s charioteer was then between Ailill and Medb.  Cuchulainn hurled a stone at him, [Note:  Apparently because the charioteer had not carried Orlam’s head into the camp on his back.  Or an alternative version.] so that his head broke, and his brains came over his ears; Fertedil was his name. (Thus it is not true that Cuchulainn did not kill charioteers; howbeit, he did not kill them without fault.)

The Death of the Squirrel

Cuchulainn threatened in Methe, that wherever he should see Ailill or Medb afterwards he would throw a stone from his sling at them.  He did this then:  he threw a stone from his sling, so that he killed the squirrel that was on Medb’s shoulder south of the ford:  hence is Methe Togmaill.  And he killed the bird that was on Ailill’s shoulder north of the ford:  hence is Methe n-Eoin. (Or it is on Medb’s shoulder that both squirrel and bird were together, and it is their heads that were struck from them by the casts.)

Reoin was drowned in his lake.  Hence is Loch Reoin.

‘That other is not far from you,’ said Ailill to the Manes.

They arose and looked round.  When they sat down again, Cuchulainn struck one of them, so that his head broke.

’It was well that you went for that:  your boasting was not fitting,’ said Maenen the fool.  ‘I would have taken his head off.’

Cuchulainn threw a stone at him, so that his head broke.  It is thus then that these were killed:  Orlam in the first place on his hill; the Meic Garach on their ford; Fertedil in his —–­; Maenan in his hill.

‘I swear by the god by whom my people swear,’ said Ailill, ’that man who shall make a mock of Cuchulainn here, I will make two halves of him.’

‘Go forth for us both day and night,’ said Ailill, ’till we reach Cualnge.  That man will kill two-thirds of the host in this way.’  It is there that the harpers of the Cainbili [Note:  Reference obscure.  They were wizards of some sort.] from Ossory came to them to amuse them.  They thought it was from the Ulstermen to spy on them.  They set to hunting them, till they went before them in the forms of deer into the stones at Liac Mor on the north.  For they were wizards with great cunning.