Chapter 13
He marched through the successive fortifications until he came
to the outer, great wall, the boundary of the city, and when he had
passed this he was on the wide plain of Tara.
Other than himself no person was abroad, for on the night of the
Feast of Samhain none but a madman would quit the shelter of a
house even if it were on fire; for whatever disasters might be
within a house would be as nothing to the calamities without
it.
The noise of the banquet was not now audible to Fionn—it is
possible, however, that there was a shamefaced silence in the great
hall—and the lights of the city were hidden by the successive great
ramparts. The sky was over him; the earth under him; and than these
there was nothing, or there was but the darkness and the wind.
But darkness wa
