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 Give it to Laegaire that made the murderous cats pay dear.

It has been given to none: that that our rivalry might cease, a cup of peace. I drank the first; and then Conall; give it to Laegaire now, [ gives Helmet to ] That it may purr in his and all of our servants know That since the ale went in, its claws went out of sight.

Thats's well—I will stop my shouting.