and when he asked her where she had been , she told him , in great glee , how she and four like - minded companions had met at the old kirk on the moor and had mounted branches of the green bay tree and stalks of hemlock , which had instantly changed into horses , and how they had ridden , swift as the wind , over the country , hunting the foxes , and the weasels , and the owls ; and how at last they had swam the forth and come to the top of bell lomond . and how there they had dismounted from their horses , and drunk beer that had been brewed in no earthly brewery , out of horn cups that had been fashioned by no mortal hands .
the foxes , and the weasels , and the owls .
what did his wife and her four companions hunt ?
what did his wife and her four companions hunt ?