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Mongan set out, and in no great time, for they travelled day and night, they came to Bregla, and gained admittance to the fortress, but just as he got in he had to go out again, for the King of Leinster had been warned of Mongan's journey, and came back to his fortress in the nick of time.
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.
Mongan's men made a roof of their shields, and the hailstones battered on the shields so terribly that even under them they were afraid. They began to move away from the host looking for shelter, and when they had gone apart a little way they turned the edge of a small hill and a knoll of trees, and in the twinkling of an eye they were in fair weather.
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.
"Hush now!" said Mongan; "I hear the feet of the one that will help us crossing the Maine." It is another river in Kerry, between the Caragh and the north-east: on the road, that is, between Mongan's palace and the Great Plain. That way he was consoling her again and again; and she again and again breaking out with her lamentations.
"What is the name of your story?" he asked. "It is called 'Mongan's Frenzy." "I never heard of it before," cried the abbot joyfully. "I am the only man that knows it," Cairide' replied. "But how does that come about?" the abbot inquired. "Because it belongs to my family," the story-teller answered. "There was a Cairide' of my nation with Mongan when he went into Faery.
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