OF COStELLO tER OF DERMOtt, AND OF ttER tOrong>

        Costello oing    t, and sidering toms of Elizabet of faso prevail among try, ill    cloak of tive Irisive outlines of ness of    bto a simpler age.    to    itself over tern o a oiled sloes and ttle and sed bagpipes o be seen distinctly in t,    sleeping you are, tumaus Costello, s on t we roads?

        Get up out of t, proud tumaus, for I    up out of t, you great omad of t weed of a man!

        Costello o , and as to , and lifting    of o the ground.

        Let me alone, let me alone, said t Costello still shook him.

        I ts daug fingers he piper rose gasping.

        tell me, said Costello, t you came from    have railed your fill.

        I    I    speak unless I am paid for my shaking.

        Costello fumbled at t ime before it    ream of Frenco t the s before he would answer.

        t is rig is a fair price, but I    speak till I e, for if tts lay ter sundo to rot among ttles of a ditc sycamore, aine four years. And o a bar of rusty iron t ared into the wall.

        I , said Costello, and no man dare lay , or t is tumaus Costellos.

        And I ell my message, said ttle Pot beside me, for ty, my forbears il t and ttle uries ago by t see on ttle eyes gleamed and thin hands ched.

        Costello led o t rusrery, but a feudal gauntness and bareness, and poio t c do on t a great black jack of leat a torc slanted out from a ring in trembling turos daugo me, Duallach, son of Daly?

        Dermotts daug e to you, for    o c sell you t t . Jo of roto Namara of t, o you, tumaus Costello, a all knole of gladness is in    you, for I sa;Blue Pigeon" in ty noggin toello,    like ter in to so a perieen.

        Finding t Costello made no reply, but sat in a dream,    out: Fill my noggin, I tell you, for no Costello is so great in t     upon a Daly, even travel tello y s, and a ello as    me a kind word from my love.

        For t feo raise a bodyguard, and every man    ory of Costello, ler raining at t t    about t lers back;    older o maneel    Drum?an?air because of a malevolent song t y; and of many a rust te and poor in a quarrel t of the Lake.

        tello    out er listening to many excuses and in many places, brougted fello farmer out cudgels, and Costello gave tol apiece, a drinking Spanising at a urnip    on tream, and t ters, no ting, and no Costello because ter servants. tted felloomed to Duallac    t tello,    h a scolding piper.

        On t evening t out for Cool?a?vin, Costello riding a tolerable out cudgels uo o    on turf, celebrating to Dermotts    a fire, in t of    to be but fairies, dano ot places. From t of dles and t dang a dance of Elizabeth and James.

        tied to busied already s tables    t into t ted fellos    Costello made o ood een out of a porcelain jug into h silver rims.

        tumaus Costello, said tet y and e to troter to Namara of the Lake.

        I e, ansello, because ello De Angalo my forbears overcame your forbears and after    a Costello migs and o every feast given by a Dermott for ever, and a Dermott s and o every feast given by a Costello for ever.

        If you e s and armed men, said tt fluster rong your o le and to s s of Mayo, and my ts ains; and he handle of a on.

        No, ansello, I but e to dance a fareer.

        Dermott dre over to a tall pale girl    a little he ground.

        Costello o dance a fareher again.

        ted    Costello, and in    trust of tle in t, ello led o t stately da Irisry, teromimices of earlier days; and ter pity for one anot on ation of love. And ood a little from ting pensively and silently for to begin again and ts to leap up and to    long, and many stood still to cs came about tood t t tell ello das daugelling tion of a romance; but t alking loudly and making foolis all migt of tener and ofte to see if the dawn.

        At last    t to end er a dance, cried out from    er roto ood round in a ello close to to t, and tted man and t of a nicoasts of troteen out of a porcelain jug and o er omary o .

        So , and t voice: I drink to my true love, tumaus Costello.

        And truck here was a deep silence.

        ts no of tory?teller and poet, a last remnant of tter in Namaras kitc of rike at Costello, but in a moment a bloeel    ttering and sing from ts about t tts, but of t Loug t arms of te t give touter blo. Atty and sun and moon, a. Atty or sun and moon.

        Costellos ed upon te, but norode to angrily and slo ttering and sing peasants, but some gladly and quickly, because t faces, and came o bused and bade    also and ride into ttle urotle group of Dermotts and Namaras stood o a more numerous group of trymen, and cried: Dermott, you deserve to be as you are tern    a dle, a purse    a penny, a s ory?teller and to poor travelling people.    done before tts from tains ot    to to follorymen caugill gloicks from tes of the dawn.

        For t feello o tell er St. Jotle better or a little    migo s as usual, t upon turning from fairs and s

        Days, ttles and c e purposes of t roubled rouble; and try people still remember    ell, to ts, ty of traditional tales asmal o the dreams of his sorrow.

        Dualla pause to tell , or arrior of ttle, or to tell rangers and most of t Costello cared only for tter o try of t, Oona alone e oer     o deliver from itudes ging o t le tment t into ongue; and it le carved box,    from sundoo sunrise, and a a    kings spent years in o discover y in t ragedy in t    last tle , and ic steps oiled upstairs and to bed, and Costello o ttle delf font of er and begun to pray to Mary of tar?covered dress of ting in tion, and tts daugead; for tenderness in ts pure for love or for red as ots, and ion arrives, e to tter tumult, te Rood ordained for immortal passions in mortal s.

        One day a serving?man rode up to Costello, o reap a meadoer, and rode a a ter taiumaus Costello, my daugo o ole by treact, tt.

        Costello t one of to    horse and Duallachs garron.

        o Dermotts    e afternoon, and Louged; and t a distance, dark figures moving about t less deserted tood ello knocked upon it again and again, so t a number of lake gulls fle of t there was no answer.

        tt of too proud to ello the Proud,

        and y, very old    tello k    Delaney, a deaf and dumb beggar; and sood up and made a sign to o folloo a closed door. S a little    do close to tello    and gazed upon inny sleeping upon a bed.

        upon a ced, and a long time passed and still s on, and tioo o    ungovery . Presently uro Duallac is n I stay o blame tiful. And t doood at ted, but the evening wore on and no one came.

        It ello, Duallac last; ing and ing    a beggar to    is ello he would have called you.

        tello mounted and Duallaced, but ello tigand still. Many minutes passed, and t is no    you fear to offet    man and ready he Gael are upon his side.

        And Costello ans I urn t send after me before I pass t so very slo t dos began to fly over to t presently rode out into topped ed on a furter a good ime very bitterly: It o door, boo gentles and t?men.

        it ello rode tood beside    tered on to ts, and umaus Costello, I e to bid you again to Dermotts er inny arouble upon ook Dermott of t and brougo er. rouble upon    you the quicker.

        tello turoaking    t lifted    of t a grey rock t rose up out of t o ters s over to be a story in mens ears in after time. to to, along t pause until o anoter.    irresolute, and to tains, and doo tinually resting upon t ice of some boundless and pasmal    no spurring it to areme speed, fell o t tried to make it stand up, and failing in t on aloo; and came to t anc    ired and t very cold, and    into a so t smuggled a cargo of ing a favourable o set out again. A Spaniard offered    greedily and began talking wildly and rapidly.

        For some too great violence, and tayed drinking and talking and playing cards, and Costello stayed alking and playing more t tle money    from tain boreen, to a Spaniard, o a farmer from tains, and ts of soft leat last a geo ted ttle urned o t    from near Lougo took a great cros and farmers, s and a group of ain of ts daugts and tumaus Costello who murdered her.

        Costello    on to anding anding t belongs to good    seemed impossible t a gentleness and a beauty ly opped and asked again ts daugo be buried in trinity, and tooped and picked up a stone and cast it at Costello, striking    over ello    on scarcely feeling to t to t of this coffin?

        tts from tains caugones and bid t t for ts would surely have been killed.

        ello began to folloa, and t it get into ots, and ts move sloer to Insula trinitatis; and after a time s return and t seemed to    inny y, and t, calling to Oona to e to rembled, and all about e mote    flo odours drifted the dim air.

        niger, from time to time calling o e to    en,        only kneo him.

        Just before das ly voice g out, er of Dermott of t e to me I urn to trinity, and before    over t, ing drapery; and t no longer smilily, for sly and angrily, and as sruck urn.

        o toget silvery rose, faded into the ashen dawn.

        Costello got up from tanding not t    so go, and    into to so keep , and    tle ruggle, like a man passing into sleep and dreams.

        t day a poor fise lake sand    as to ed over ime rinitatis ar bets dauged above t in after days ogetrembling leaves.
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