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Chapter 4
Chapter 4 On the following day Fergus called his servant. "Has that dog stopped shivering yet?" he asked. "It has not, sir," said the servant. "Bring the beast here," said his master, "for whoever else is dissatisfied Fionn must be satisfied." The dog was brought, and he examined it with a jaundiced and bitter eye. "It has the shivers indeed," he said. "The shivers it has," said the servant. "How do you cure the shivers?" his master demanded, for he thought that if the animal's legs dropped off Fionn would not be satisfied. "There is a way," said the servant doubtfully. "If there is a way, tell it to me," cried his master angrily. "If you were to take the beast up in your arms and hug it and kiss it, the shivers would stop," said the man. "Do you mean—?" his master thunde
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