“Caoilte, my life,” she said then, “in my opinion you have got relief.”  “I have got it indeed,” he said, “but that the weakness of my head is troubling me.”  “The washing of Flann, daughter of Flidais, will be done for you now,” she said, “and the head that washing is done for will never be troubled with pain, or baldness, or weakness of sight.”  So that cure was done to him for a while; and the people of the hill divided themselves into three parts; the one part of their best men and great nobles, and another of their young men, and another of their women and poets, to be visiting him and making mirth with him as long as he would be on his bed of healing.  And everything that was best from their hunting, it was to him they would bring it.

And one day, when Elcmar’s daughter and her two sons and Cascorach and Fermaise were with Caoilte, there was heard a sound of music coming towards them from the waters of Ess Ruadh, and any one would leave the music of the whole world for that music.  And they put their harps on the corners of the pillars and went out, and there was wonder on Caoilte that they left him.  And he took notice that his strength and the strength of his hands was not come to him yet, and he said:  “It is many a rough battle and many a hard fight I went into, and now there is not enough strength in me so much as to go out along with the rest,” and he cried tears down.

And the others came back to him then, and he asked news of them.  “What was that sound of music we heard?” he said.  “It was Uaine out of the hill of the Sidhe, at the Wave of Cliodna in the south,” said they; “and with her the birds of the Land of Promise; and she is musician to the whole of that country.  And every year she goes to visit one of the hills of the Sidhe, and it is our turn this time.”  Then the woman from the Land of Promise came into the house, and the birds came in along with her, and they pitched on the pillars and the beams, and thirty of them came in where Caoilte was, began singing together.  And Cascorach took his harp, and whatever he would play, the birds would sing to it.  “It is much music I have heard,” said Caoilte, “but music so good as that I never heard before.”

And after that Caoilte asked to have the healing of his thigh done, and the daughter of Elcmar gave herself to that, and all that was bad was sucked from the wound by her serving people till it was healed.  And Caoilte stopped on where he was for three nights after that.

And then the people of the hill rose up and went into the stream to swim.  And Caoilte said:  “What ails me now not to go swim, since my health has come back to me?” And with that he went into the water.  And afterwards they went back into the hill, and there was a great feast made that night.

And Caoilte bade them farewell after that, and Cascorach, but Fermaise stopped with them for a while.  And the people of the hill gave good gifts to Caoilte; a fringed crimson cloak of wool from the seven sheep of the Land of Promise; and a fish-hook that was called Aicil mac Mogha, and that could not be set in any river or inver but it would take fish; and along with that they gave him a drink of remembrance, and after that drink there would be no place he ever saw, or no battle or fight he ever was in, but it would stay in his memory.  “That is a good help from kinsmen and from friends,” said Caoilte.