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ndred； for the mon people are always ready to blame the beautiful。 and then they went down and stood at the door of the house and waited； but the evening wore on and no one came。
it was a foolish man that called you proud costello； duallach cried at last； had he seen you waiting and waiting where they left none but a beggar to wele you； it is humble costello he would have called you。
then costello mounted and duallach mounted； but when they had ridden a little way costello tightened the reins and made his horse stand still。 many minutes passed； and then duallach cried： it is no wonder that you fear to offend dermott of the sheep； for he has many brothers and friends； and though he is old； he is a strong man and ready with his hands； and he is of the queens irish； and the enemies of the gael are upon his side。
and costello answered flushing and looking towards the house： i swear by the mother of god that i will never return there again if they do not send after me before i pass the ford in the brown river； and he rode on； but so very slowly that the sun went down and the bats began to fly over the bogs。 when he came to the river he lingered awhile upon the bank among the flowers of the flag； but presently rode out into the middle and stopped his horse in a foaming shallow。 duallach； however； crossed over and waited on a further bank above a deeper place。 after a good while duallach cried out again； and this time very bitterly： it was a fool who begot you and a fool who bore you； and they are fools of all fools who say you e of an old and noble stock； for you e of whey？faced beggars who travelled from door to door； bowing to gentles and to serving？men。
with bent head； costello rode through the river and stood beside him； and would have spoken had not hoofs clattered on the further bank and a horseman splashed towards them。 it was a serving？man of dermotts； and he said； speaking breathlessly like one who had ridden hard： tumaus costello； i e to bid you again to dermotts house。 when you had gone； his daughter winny awoke and called your name； for you had been in her dreams。 bridget delaney the dummy saw her lips move and the trouble upon her； and came where we were hiding in the wood above the house and took dermott of the sheep by the coat and brought him to his daughter。 he saw the trouble upon her； and bid me ride his own horse to bring you the quicker。
then costello turned towards the piper duallach daly； and taking him about the waist lifted him out of the saddle and hurled him against a grey rock that rose up out of the river； so that he fell lifeless into the deep place； and the waters swept over the tongue which god had made bitter； that there might be a story in mens ears in after time。 then plunging his spurs into the horse； he rode away furiously toward the north？west； along the edge of the river； and did not pause until he came to another and smoother ford； and saw the rising moon mirrored in the water。 he paused for a moment irresolute； and then rode into the ford and on over the ox mountains； and down towards the sea； his eyes almost continually resting upon the moon which glimmered in the dimness like a great white rose hung on the lattice of some boundless and phantasmal world。 but now his horse； long dark with sweat and breathing hard； for he kept spurring it to an extreme speed； fell heavily； hurling him into the grass at the roadside。 he tried to make it stand up； and failing in this； went on alone towards the moonlight； and came to the sea and saw a schooner lying there at anchor。 now that he could go no further because of the sea； he found that he was very tired and the night very cold； and went into a shebeen close to the shore and threw himself down upon a bench。 the room was full of spanish and irish sailors who had just smuggled a cargo of wine and ale； and were waiting a favourable wind to set out again。 a spaniard offered him a drink in bad gaelic。 he drank it greedily and began talking wildly and rapidly。
for some three weeks the wind blew inshore or with too great violence； and the sailors stayed drinking and talking and playing cards； and costello stayed with them； sleeping upon a bench in the shebeen； and drinking and talking and playing more than any。 he soon lost what little money he had； and then his horse； which some one had brought from the mountain boreen； to a spaniard； who sold it to a farmer from the mountains； and then his long cloak and his spurs and his boots of soft leather。 at last a gentle wind blew towards spain； and the crew rowed out to their schooner； singing gaelic and spanish songs； and lifted the anchor； and in a little while the white sails had dropped under the horizon。 then costello turned homeward； his life gaping before him； and walked all day； ing in the early evening to the road that went from near lough gara to the southern edge of lough cay。 here he overtook a great crowd of peasants and farmers； who were walking very slowly after two priests and a group of well？dressed persons； certain of whom were carrying a coffin。 he stopped an old man and asked whose burying it was and whose people they were； and the old man answered： it is the burying of oona； dermotts daughter； and we are the namaras and the dermotts and their following； and you are tumaus costello who murdered her。
costello went on towards the head of the procession； passing men who looked at him with fierce eyes and only vaguely understanding what he had heard； for now that he had lost the understanding that belongs to good health； it seemed impossible that a gentleness and a beauty which had been so long the worlds heart could pass away。 presently he stopped and asked again whose burying it was； and a man answered： we are carrying dermotts daughter winny whom you murdered； to be buried in the island of the holy trinity； and the man stooped and picked up a stone and cast it at costello； striking him on the cheek and making the blood flow out over his face。 costello went on scarcely feeling the blow； and ing to those about the coffin； shouldered his way into the midst of them； and laying his hand upon the coffin； asked in a loud voice： who is in this coffin？
the three old dermotts from the ox mountains caught up stones and bid those about them do the same； and he was driven from the road； covered with wounds； and but for the priests would surely have been killed。
when the procession had passed on； costello began to follow again； and saw from a distance the coffin laid upon a large boat； and those about it get into other boats； and the boats move slowly over the water to insula trinitatis； and after a time he saw the boats return and their passengers mingle with the crowd upon the bank； and all disperse by many roads and boreens。 it seemed to him that winny was somewhere on the island smiling gently as of old； and when all had gone he swam in the way the boats had been rowed and found the new？ made grave beside the ruined abbey of the holy trinity； and threw himself upon it； calling to oona to e to him。 above him the square ivy leaves trembled； and all about him white moths moved over white flowers； and sweet odours drifted through the dim air。
he lay there all that night and through the day after； from time to time calling her to e to him； but when the third night came he had forgotten； worn out with hunger and sorrow； that her body lay in the earth beneath； but only knew she was somewhere near and would not e to him。
just before dawn； the hour when the peasants hear his ghostly voice crying out； his pride awoke and he called loudly： winny； daughter of dermott of the sheep； if you do not e to me i will go and never return to the island of the holy trinity； and before his voice had died away a cold and whirling wind had swept over the island and he saw many figures rushing past； women of the sidhe with crowns of silver and dim floating drapery； and then oona； but no longer smiling gently； for she passed him swiftly and angrily； and as she passed struck him upon the face crying： then go and never return。
he would have followed； and was calling out her name； when the whole glimmering pany rose up into the air； and； rushing together in the shape of a great silvery rose； faded into the a