Morna years ago. All the years since then I have been outlawed by the Clan Morna, but now I have come to take service with you and seek your friendship."
"That I willingly give to the son of Cumall," said the king, "for your father was a man of honour, and a noble, courteous enemy, and in all his life I never knew him to perform an ill deed."
Then the king took Fionn by the hand, and placed him next to his own son, who was called Art the Lonely, and they feasted and talked together.
After a time the king stood up, and every eye was turned towards him as he began to speak:
"Kings and men of Ireland," he said, "not for us this night will there be rest or peace. For many years now, as you know, on every Samhain eve Aillen mac Midna, that unconquerable enchanter, has come from the north and destroyed Tara, burning it to the ground, and to-night he will surely come again. Is there one among you all who will take it upon himself to keep guard over Tara,
