Then Kenach, who had heard all that was said, came forth from the cave, and blessed the woman.  "Well hast thou spoken, O daughter; come, and bring the small child with thee."  And, turning to the young monk, he said, "O soul, O son, O Diarmait, did not God send His Angel out of high heaven to shelter the mother bird?  And was not that, too, a little woman in feathers?  But now hasten, and gather wood and leaves, and strike fire from the flint, and make a hearth before the cave, that the woman may rest and the boy have the comfort of the bright flame."