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"Only one of the People of Light can tell you that," said the Fua. It became a small, empty sort of creature and lay on the ground like a shadow. The Gobaun Saor came back to his forge and his anvil. "You have guarded my anvil for me," he said, "and I will tell you where to go for the Sword of Light. It is in the Palace of the Ancient Ones under the Lake.
The King of Ireland's Son knew the horse it was the Slight Red Steed that had carried him and Fedelma from the Enchanter's house and had brought him to the Cave where he had found the Sword of Light. He looked at the conjuror again and he saw he was no other than the Enchanter of the Black Back-Lands. Then it crossed his mind what the Gobaun Saor had said to him.
"If he sees one he knows in this town," said the Gobaun Saor, "let him mount a horse he has mounted before and pursue that one and force him to tell what went before and what comes after the Unique Tale." Saying this the Gobaun Saor turned away and walked along the road that went out of the town. The Spae-Woman had brought besoms to the town to sell.
When you bring the whole of the Tale to me I shall clear your sword." "Will you not tell him, Gobaun Saor," said the Spae-Woman, "where he may find the one who will tell him the rest of the story?"
Then the King of Ireland's Son came and told him that his sword was bright once more that the stains that had blemished its blade had been cleared away by the Gobaun Saor who had also shown him the way to the Land of the Mist. He put his arm about Flann and told him that he was starting now to rescue his love Fedelma from the Castle of the King of the Land of Mist.
Then when they were crossing it the King's Son and Flann saw two figures a middle-aged, sturdy man and an old, broken-looking woman meet before the Bull's Field. "It is the Gobaun Saor," said the King's Son. "It is the Spae-Woman," said Flann. They went to them, each wishing to greet his friend and helper. There they saw a sturdy, middle-aged man and a broken-looking old woman.
Then I shall go to the Hags of the Long Teeth and force them to tell me what King and Queen were my father and mother." The King of Ireland's Son left Flann to his thoughts and went to find the Gobaun Saor who would clear for him the tarnished blade of the Sword of Light and would show him the way to where the King of the Land of Mist had his dominion.
In a certain place he came to where the Gobaun Saor had set up his forge and planted his anvil, and he saw the Gobaun Saor beating on a shape of iron. "You want to find the Sword of Light," said the Gobaun, his eyes as straight as the line of a sword-blade, "but show me first your will, your mind and your purpose." "How can I do that?" said the King of Ireland's Son.
"We can't do such an unprincely thing as take service with you," said Downal. "Tell us now where we must go to find the Gobaun Saor." "I think you have made a mistake," said the Little Sage. "I'm an ignorant man, and I can't answer such a question without study." "Ride on, brother," said Downal, "he can tell us nothing."
They did not know who the young fellow was who was reaping in the field and they shouted for the Little Sage of the Mountain to come out of the house and speak to them. "We want to know where to find the Gobaun Saor who is to give us the Sword of Light," said Dermott. "Come in," said the Sage, "and help me with my day's work, and I'll search in my book for some direction."
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