Chapter 2
The wonderful gift-giving of Goll continued, and an uneasiness
and embarrassment began to creep through the great banqueting
hall.
Gentlemen looked at each other questioningly, and then spoke
again on indifferent matters, but only with half of their minds.
The singers, the harpers, and jugglers submitted to that
constraint, so that every person felt awkward and no one knew what
should be done or what would happen, and from that doubt dulness
came, with silence following on its heels.
There is nothing more terrible than silence. Shame grows in that
blank, or anger gathers there, and we must choose which of these is
to be our master.
That choice lay before Fionn, who never knew shame.
"Goll," said he, "how long have you been taking tribute from the
people of Lochlann
