"What is the story ?" "It is the royal torque of our house," he said.

"It was lost when my kinsman, Dubhtach of the Spearshafts, fell at Howth.

In the song are the names of Danish princes who fell ere it was won from us, and they are not a few.

Now your folk have avenged the loss, and the luck of the O'Neills has come back.

And, faith, it was time it did, for mighty little luck have we had since it went from us." Then he bent his knee in princely fashion, and kissed the hand of the giver, and so set the torque on his neck.