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Updated: June 6, 2025
It would be hard to tell of the terror that was in Fionn's breast and in the hearts of the Fianna while they attended the conclusion of that race. They discussed it unendingly, and at some moment of the day a man upbraided Fionn because he had not found Caelte the son of Rona'n as had been agreed on. "There is no one can run like Caelte," one man averred. "He covers the ground," said another.
Fionn, thus pressed, told of the coming of Cael of the Iron, of the challenge the latter had issued, and that he, Fionn, was off to Tara of the Kings to find Caelte mac Rona'n. "I know that foreigner well," the big man commented. "Is he the champion he makes himself out to be?" Fionn inquired. "He can do twice as much as he said he would do," the monster replied.
"It is indeed, my soul," said Caelte. "The last time I saw the deer," the child continued, "the dark man was speaking to her. He spoke for a long time. He spoke gently and angrily, and gently and angrily, so that I thought he would never stop talking, but in the end he struck her with a hazel rod, so that she was forced to follow him when he went away.
"I shall hold her hand again," Fionn entrusted to Caelte's ear. "You will do that, surely." "I shall look into her face," his lord insisted. But he saw that not even beloved Caelte understood the meaning of that, and he knew sadly and yet proudly that what he meant could not be explained by any one and could not be comprehended by any one. "You are in love, dear heart," said Caelte.
Cona'n also refused, and so did Caelte mac Rona'n and mac Lugac, for there was no man there but was terrified by the sight of that mighty and valiant harridan. Fionn rose to his feet. "I will take this combat myself," he said sternly. And he swung his buckler forward and stretched his right hand to the sword. But at that terrible sight Goll mae Morna blushed deeply and leaped from the ground.
"He won't outrun Caelte mac Rona'n," Fionn asserted. The big man jeered. "Say that he won't outrun a hedgehog, dear heart. This Cael will end the course by the time your Caelte begins to think of starting." "Then," said Fionn, "I no longer know where to turn, or how to protect the honour of Ireland." "I know how to do these things," the other man commented with a slow nod of the head.
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