Mac Cann was asleep, but when Finaun's voice ceased he awakened and stretched himself with a loud yawn.
"I didn't hear a word of that story," said he.
"I heard it," said Eileen Ni Cooley; "it was a good story."
"What was it about?"
"I don't know," she replied.
"Do you know what it was about, Mary?"
"I do not, for I was thinking ab