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The copyists sat at their tables. Ale was placed beside the story-teller, and he told this tale to the abbot. Said Cairide': Mongan's wife at that time was Bro'tiarna, the Flame Lady. She was passionate and fierce, and because the blood would flood suddenly to her cheek, so that she who had seemed a lily became, while you looked upon her, a rose, she was called Flame Lady.
They came to Mongan's palace at Moy Linney, and it was not until they reached the palace that they found they had been away one whole year, for they had thought they were only away one night. They lived then peacefully and lovingly together, and that ends the story, but Bro'tiarna did not know that Mongan was Fionn. The abbot leaned forward. "Was Mongan Fionn?" he asked in a whisper.
His lament had been sung and his funeral games played many, many years before, and Bro'tiarna sensed in him secrets, experiences, knowledges in which she could have no part, and for which she was greedily envious. So she was continually asking him little, simple questions a' propos of every kind of thing.
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