_Dall Glic_: I'll do that. What I wouldn't
see with my one eye, there's no other would see
with three.

_King_: A month to-day since I wed with her, and
well pleased I am to be back in my own place. I
give you word my teeth are rusting with the want
of meat. On the journey I got no fair play. She
wouldn't be willing to see me nourish myself,
unless maybe with the marrow bone of a wren.

_Dall Glic_: Sure she lays down she is but thinking
of the good of your health.

_King_: Maybe so. She is apt to be paying too
much attention to what will be for mine and for
the world's good. I kept my health fair enough,
and the first wife not begrudging me my enough.
I don't know what in the world led me not to stop
as I was.

_Dall Glic_: It is what you were saying, it was
for the good of the Princess Nuala, and of yourself.

_King_: That is what herself laid down. It
would be a great ease to my mind, she was saying,
to have in the house with the young girl, a far-off
cousin of the King of Alban, and that had been
conversation woman in his Court.