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Chapter 15
Chapter 15 The road was now not so crowded as it had been. Minutes would pass and only a few travellers would come, and minutes more would go when nobody was in sight at all. Then two men came down the road: they were clerics. "I never saw that kind of uniform before," said mac an Da'v. "Even if you didn't," said Mongan, "there are plenty of them about. They are men that don't believe in our gods," said he. "Do they not, indeed?" said mac an Da'v. "The rascals!" said he. "What, what would Mananna'n say to that?" "The one in front carrying the big book is Tibraide'. He is the priest of Cell Camain, and he is the chief of those two." "Indeed, and indeed!" said mac an Da'v. "The one behind must be his servant, for he has a load on his back." The priests were reading their office
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