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Then Gilla na Grakin stepped out of the castle door, and away he went to the eastern world. He took a glen at a step, a hill at a leap, and lochs and seas at a bound till he entered the Gruagach's house in the eastern world.
"What is your errand to me," asked the Gruagach, "and why have you come to my house?"
"I have come," said Gilla, "to know what was it that left you with the one hair on your head."
"Sit down here and rest yourself to-night, and if you are a good man, I'll tell you to-morrow," said the Gruagach.
When bedtime came the Gruagach said: "There is an iron harrow there beyond, with teeth on both sides of it; go now and stretch yourself on that harrow, and sleep till morning."
When daylight came, the Gruagach was on his feet, and asked Gilla was he up.
"I am," said he. After they had eaten breakfast, the Gruagach went to another room and brought out two iron loops. One of these he put on Gilla's neck, and the other on his own, and then they began to jerk the loops and pull one another and they fought till late in the afternoon; neither had the upper hand, but if one man was weaker than the other, that man was Gilla na Grakin.
"And now," thought he to himself, "the Gruagach will take my life, and my wife will never know what became of me." The thought gave him strength and power, so up he sprang, and with the first pull he gave he put the Gruagach to his knees in the ground, with the second he put him to his waist, with the third to his shoulders.
"Indeed," said Gilla, "it would be easier for me to strike the head off you now, than to let you go; but if I took your head I shouldn't have my master's work done."
"If you let me go," said the Gruagach, "I'll tell you what happened to me, and why I have but the one hair on my head."
Gilla set him free, then the two sat down together, and the Gruagach began:--
"I was living here, without trouble or annoyance from any man, till one day a hare ran in, made an unseemly noise under that table there, and insulted us. I was here myself at the time with my wife and my son and my daughter; and we had a hound, a beagle, and a black horse.
"The hare ran out from under the table, and I made after the hare, and my wife and son and daughter, with the horse and the two dogs, followed me.
"When the hare was on the top of a hill, I had almost hold of his hind legs, but I never caught him.
"When night was near, the hare came to the walls of a great castle, and as he was jumping over, I hit him a blow on the hind leg with a stick, but in he went to the castle.
"Out came an old hag, and screamed, 'Who is it that worried the pet of this castle!'
"I said it was myself that did it. Then she faced me, and made at me and the fight began between us. We fought all that night, and the next day till near evening. Then she turned around and pulled a Druidic rod out of herself, ran from me and struck my wife and son and daughter and the two hounds and the horse with the Druidic rod and made stones of them.
"Then she turned on me again and there wasn't but the one hair left on my head from the desperate fighting, and she looked at me, and said:
"'I'll let you go this time but I'll give you a good payment before you leave.' She caught hold of me then in the grip of her one hand and with the other she took a sharp knife and stripped all the skin and flesh off my back, from my waist to my heels. Then, taking the skin of a rough s.h.a.ggy goat, she clapped it on to me in place of my own skin and flesh, and told me to go my way.
"I left the old hag and the castle behind, but the skin grew to me and I wear it to this day." And here the Gruagach turned to Gilla na Grakin and showed him the goatskin growing on his body in place of his own skin and flesh.
"Well," said Gilla, when he saw the s.h.a.ggy back of the Gruagach, "does that hare come here to insult you yet?"
"He does, indeed," said the Gruagach, "but I haven't taken a bite nor a sup off that table since his first visit." "Let us sit down there now,"
said Gilla na Grakin.
They sat down at the table, but they were not sitting long till the hare came, repeated the insult, and ran out.
Gilla na Grakin made after the hare, and the Gruagach after Gilla.
Gilla ran as fast as ever his legs could carry him, and he was often that near that he used to stretch his arm out after the hare, and almost catch him; but he never touched him till near night, when he was clearing the wall. Then Gilla caught him by the two hind legs, and, swinging him over his own shoulder, dashed him against the wall, tore the head from the body, and sent it bounding across the courtyard of the castle.
Out rushed an old hag that minute. She had but one tooth and that in her upper jaw, and she used this tooth for a crutch.
"Who has killed the pet of this castle!" shrieked she.
"It was I that killed him," said Gilla na Grakin. Then the two made at one another,--the hag and Gilla. They fought all that night and next day. With their fighting they made the hard rocks soft, and water to spring out through the middle of them. All the land of the eastern world was trembling as the evening drew near, and if one of the two was getting weak from the struggle and tired, that one was Gilla na Grakin.
When he saw this he thought to himself, "Isn't it a pity if an old hag puts me to death, me, who has put to death many a strong hero."
At this thought he sprang up and seized the hag. With the first thrust which he gave her into the ground he put her to the knees, with the second to her waist, with the third to her shoulders.
"Now," said the old hag to Gilla, "don't kill me, and I'll give you the rod of druidism (_enchantment_), which I have between my skin and flesh."
"Oh, you wicked old wretch! I'll have that after your death, and no thanks to you," said Gilla. With that he swept the head off of her with a single blow.
Then the head jumped at the body, and tried to get its place again, but Gilla stood between them, and kept the head off till the body was cold.
Then he took out the rod of enchantment from between the skin and the flesh, and threw the body and the head of the old hag aside.
The Gruagach came up, and Gilla said, "Show me now the stones which were once your wife and children, your dogs and your horse."
The Gruagach went with him to the stones. Gilla struck each with the rod, and the wife, the son, the daughter, the hounds and the horse of the Gruagach were alive again.
When this was done, Gilla turned to the Gruagach, struck the goatskin from his body, and gave him his own skin and flesh back again with the power of the rod.
When all were restored, they started for the Gruagach's house, and when there the Gruagach said to Gilla na Grakin,--
"Stay here with me till you get your rest. We won't leave this place for a year and a day, and then I'll go with you to the castle of Fin Macc.u.mhail and give witness to Fin of all that has happened to me and all you have done."
"Oh," said Gilla na Grakin, "I can't stay to rest, I must go now!"
The Gruagach was so glad that he had got back all his family and his own flesh that he followed Gilla, and they set out for the castle of Fin Macc.u.mhail in Erin.
They took a glen at a step, a hill at a leap, and the sea at a bound.
Conan Maol, who was outside the castle when they came in sight, ran in and said to Fin, "Gilla na Grakin and the Gruagach are coming, and they'll destroy all that's about the castle, and all that's inside as well!"
"If they do," said Fin, "it's your own fault, and you have no one to blame but yourself."
"Well," said Conan Maol, "I'll lie down here in the cradle, and put a steel cap on my head."
Conan lay down in the cradle. Gilla and the Gruagach came into the castle. The Gruagach sat down near the cradle. Then he said to Fin, "I came here with Gilla na Grakin to bear witness to you of all that has happened to me, and of all he has done."
Then he told Fin the whole story of what they had gone through and what they had done.
With that the Gruagach put his hand behind him and asked: "How old is this child lying here in the cradle?"
"Only three years," said Fin's wife.
Then the Gruagach took the steel cap between his thumb and fingers, thinking it was the head of the child, and squeezed till the steel cracked with a loud snap, but the child didn't cry.