So they went together to the sunny house of the women, and the king sat down at the head of the high seat beside Grania, and he said:  “Here, Grania, are two of the people of Finn, son of Cumhal, come to ask you as a wife for him, and what answer have you a mind to give them?” And it is what Grania said:  “If he is a fitting son-in-law for you, why would he not be a fitting husband for me?”

They were satisfied then, and there was a feast made for them that night in Grania’s sunny house, and the king settled for a meeting a fortnight from that time between himself and Finn at Teamhair.

So Oisin and Diorraing went back again to Almhuin, and told Finn their story from beginning to end.  And as everything wears away, so did that time of delay.

And then Finn gathered together the seven battalions of the Fianna from every part where they were to Almhuin.  And they set out in great bands and troops till they came to Teamhair.

The king was out on the green before them, and the great people of the men of Ireland, and there was a great welcome before Finn and the Fianna.

But when Grania saw grey-haired Finn, she said:  “It is a great wonder it was not for Oisin Finn asked me, for he would be more fitting for me than a man that is older than my father.”

But they talked together for a while, and Finn was putting questions to Grania, for she had the name of being very quick with answers.  “What is whiter than snow?” he said.  “The truth,” said Grania.  “What is the best colour?” said Finn.  “The colour of childhood,” said she.  “What is hotter than fire?” “The face of a hospitable man when he sees a stranger coming in, and the house empty.”  “What has a taste more bitter than poison?” “The reproach of an enemy.”  “What is best for a champion?” “His doings to be high, and his pride to be low.”  “What is the best of jewels?” “A knife.”  “What is sharper than a sword?” “The wit of a woman between two men.”  “What is quicker than the wind?” said Finn then.  “A woman’s mind,” said Grania.  And indeed she was telling no lie when she said that.  And for all their talk together she had no liking for Finn, and she felt the blood in her heart to be rising against him.

And the wedding-feast was made ready then, and they all went into the king’s feasting-house in the Middle Court.  And the king sat down to take his share of drinking and pleasure, and his wife at his left side, and Grania beside her again; and Finn, son of Cumhal, at the right hand of the king, and Oisin at the other side, and every other one according to his nobility and his birth.