It was unusual for Fionn to feel despondent, or to have doubts as to the result of anything in which he and his Fians might engage; but with each step that he took along the gloomy road he felt an increasing certainty that Cael would overcome Caeilte in the forthcoming contest of speed, unless some one or something unforeseen came to the aid of the Fians. Then a strange thumping sound in the distance attracted his attention, and raising his head he saw a gigantic man of most extraordinary appearance striding along the road towards him.
โฆA tunic of a dirty grey-brown colour covered him to the middle of his legs, and the tails of
this were ornamented up to his waist with a thick layer of mud. As he moved these tails
knocked and flapped against his legs with such force that the noise they made could be heard fully half-a-mile away, and with each step that he took Fionn could hear the mud and water squelching in his shoes, and could see how it squirted up and over him. Yet in the midst of all this mass of ugliness and dirt Fionn was surprised to observe, as the giant drew nearer, how beautiful were his eyes, which shone like two clear, deep - blue stars in his yellow face.`
Source: Heroes of the Dawn by Violet Russel
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