Then Flahari guided them through the wild wood till at last they came to the clearing where stood the dwelling of Murtach the swineherd, and lo! there was the son of Cormac playing merrily before the door.

And the child ran to his foster-father to kiss him, but when he saw Flahari in bonds he burst out weeping and would not be at peace until he was set free.
Then Murtach slew one of the boars of his herd and made an oven in the earth after the manner of the Fianna, and made over it a fire of boughs that he had drying in a shed.

And when the boar was baked he set it before the company with ale and mead in methers of beechwood, and they all feasted and were glad of heart.
Cormac then asked of Flahari why he had suffered himself to be brought into this trouble.

"I did so," said Flahari, "to prove the four counsels which my father gave them ere he died, and I have proved them and found them to be wise.

In the first place, it is not wise for any man that is not a king to take the fosterage of a king's son, for if aught shall happen to the lad, his own life is in the king's hands and with his life he shall answer for it.