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When Angus Og had said these words he ceased, and for a time there was silence in the little cave. Caitilin had covered her face with her hands and would not look at him, but Pan drew the girl closer to his side and peered sideways, laughing at Angus. "Has the time yet come for the girl to judge between us?" said he.
So Caitilin Ni Murrachu thought for a few moments and then replied timidly. "I think that Happiness is the greatest thing in the world," said she. Hearing this they sat in silence for a little time, and then Angus Og spoke again "The Divine Imagination may only be known through the thoughts of His creatures.
Caitilin in great concern hurried the children to the door of the cave and kissed them good-bye. "Pan is sick," said the boy gravely. "I hope he will be well soon again," the girl murmured. "Yes, yes," said Caitilin, and she ran back quickly to her lord. WHEN the children reached home they told the Philosopher-the result of their visit.
At a very short distance the cleft turned again to the right, and here there was another torch fixed. When he turned this corner he stood for an instant in speechless astonishment, and then he covered his face and bowed down upon the ground. CAITILIN NI MURRACHU was sitting alone in the little cave behind Gort na Cloca Mora.
After a few moments of this silence he placed the reed to his lips and played a plaintive little air, and then he spoke to her in a strange voice, coming like a wind from distant places. "What is your name, Shepherd Girl?" said he. "Caitilin, Ingin Ni Murrachu," she whispered. "Daughter of Murrachu," said he, "I have come from a far place where there are high hills.
Brigid Beg thought for a moment. "I don't know, sir," she replied. "He doesn't mind us at all," broke in Seumas Beg, "and so we don't know whether we love him or not." "I like Caitilin," said Brigid, "and I like you." "So do I," said Seumas. "I like you also, little children," said Pan. "Come over here and sit beside me, and we will talk."
"Did you ever hear," said Meehawl, "of the man that had the scalp of his head blown off by a gun, and they soldered the bottom of a tin dish to the top of his skull the way you could hear his brains ticking inside of it for all the world like a Waterbury watch?" "I did not," said the Philosopher. "Thirdly, it may " "It's my daughter, Caitilin, sir," said Meehawl humbly.
In a short time he came to the rough, heather-clumped field wherein the children had found Pan, and as he was proceeding up the hill, he saw Caitilin Ni Murrachu walking a little way in front with a small vessel in her hand.
So Caitilin Ni Murrachu arose and went with him through the fields, and she did not go with him because of love, nor because his words had been understood by her, but only because he was naked and unashamed. IT was on account of his daughter that Meehawl MacMurrachu had come to visit the Philosopher.
"You have proved nothing," the Philosopher shouted. "What can be sensed requires no proof." "You leave out the new thing," said the Philosopher. "You leave out brains. I believe in mind above matter. Thought above emotion. Spirit above flesh." "Of course you do," said Pan, and he reached for his oaten pipe. The Philosopher ran to the opening of the passage and thrust Caitilin aside.
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