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 long lanky body of his he hasn't the soul or the wit of a fly, and truly I shall be glad to get away from him; for bad as you are, Fionn, he is worse, and little of generosity or princeliness is there in his nature."

"If you are the Gilla Decair," said Fionn, "you must make amends to me for the trouble I have had in searching for my Fians."

"Whatever trouble you have had, Fionn," said Abartach, "is nothing compared to the annoyance I have undergone at the tongue of that man Conan." Then, as Conan began to abuse him again, he continued: "Take him away quickly, I implore you, for I am weary of the sound of his voice."

Even as he spoke the last word he disappeared, and whether he went up into the air, or down into the ground, neither Fionn nor his Fians ever knew, for they never saw him again.

Then the Ocean-Sweeper carried them back to their own country, and this is how the pursuit of the Gilla Decair ended, and how Fionn recovered his men from the Land of Promise.