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Updated: July 2, 2025
He told the Spae-Woman about the presents he had given her he told the Spae-Woman too that he had bound himself to seven years' service to Mogue on account of these presents. The Spae-Woman said, "What other treasures are in Mogue's pack?" "One treasure more the Girdle of Truth. Whoever puts it on can speak nothing but the truth."
Morag grew pale when she saw that, but she stood steadily and she did not wail. "Should I go to the King's Castle, fosterer?" said she. "No," said the Spae-Woman, "but to the woodman's hut that is near the King's Castle. And take your Little Red Hen with you, my daughter," said she, "and do not forget the three presents that the Queen of Senlabor gave you."
They came to the broken fence before the Spae-Woman's house, and in front of the house they saw the Spae-Woman herself and she was crying and crying. The Fox hid behind the fence, the Weasel climbed up on the ditch and Gilly himself went to the woman. "What ails you at all?" said Gilly to her. "My goose the only fowl left to me has been taken by robbers."
He rode on a bob-tailed, big-headed, spavined and spotted horse, from his neck to his heel. Oh, he is an unkind man, my gossip, the Churl of the Townland of Mischance." "And is there no way to get the better of him?" asked Gilly. "There is, but it is a hard way," said the Spae-Woman.
Give her this gift from me when you have welcomed her." "That I will do, Morag, my heart," said Flann. The Spae-Woman came in and kissed Morag good-by and said the charm for a journey over her. May my Silver- Shielded Magian Shed all lights Across your path. Then Morag put the Little Red Hen under her arm and started out.
But she wished and she wished that the Hunter-King might come past while there was a light in the house and step within and talk to the Spae-Woman, so that she herself, while spinning the thread, could hear his voice and listen to the things he talked about. She often stood at the door and watched across the bog to see if anything was coming to her.
The seven wild geese then flew back to the marsh, and Sheen went to the house beyond the trees. The Spae-Woman lived there. She took Sheen to be a dumb girl, and she gave her food and shelter for the services she did bringing water from the well in the daytime and grinding corn at the quern at dusk. She had the rest of the day and night for her own task.
Morag, with the three gifts that the Queen of Senlabor gave her, came again to the Spae-Woman's house. Her Little Red Hen was in the courtyard, and she fluttered up to meet her. But there was no sign of any other life about the place. Then, below at the washing-stream she found the Spae-Woman rinsing clothes. She was standing on the middle-stones, clapping her hands as if in great trouble.
"They went to the river," said the Spae-Woman. "I followed them every inch of the way. They got into a boat and they hoisted their sails. They rowed and they rowed, so that the hard gravel of the bottom was brought to the top, and the froth of the top was driven down to the bottom of the river. And wherever they are," said the Spae-Woman, "they are far from us now."
"Which way do we go to come to that place, my Little Red Hen?" said Morag. "The way of the sun," said the Little Red Hen. So Morag and Flann went the way of the sun and the Little Red Hen hopped beside them. Morag had in a weasel-skin purse around her neck the two rowan berries that Flann had given her. They went towards the house of the Spae-Woman.
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