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Chapter 4
Chapter 4 But Finnian was not one who remained long in bewilderment. He thought on the might of God and he became that might, and was tranquil. He was one who loved God and Ireland, and to the person who could instruct him in these great themes he gave all the interest of his mind and the sympathy of his heart. "It is a wonder you tell me, my beloved," he said. "And now you must tell me more." "What must I tell?" asked Tuan resignedly. "Tell me of the beginning of time in Ireland, and of the bearing of Partholon, the son of Noah's son." "I have almost forgotten him," said Tuan. "A greatly bearded, greatly shouldered man he was. A man of sweet deeds and sweet ways." "Continue, my love," said Finnian. "He came to Ireland in a ship. Twenty-four men and twenty-four women came
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