Chapter 3
BY his arts Conaran changed the sight of Fionn's eyes, and he
did the same for Cona'n.
In a few minutes Fionn stood up from his place on the mound.
Everything was about him as before, and he did not know that he had
gone into Faery. He walked for a minute up and down the hillock.
Then, as by chance, he stepped down the sloping end of the mound
and stood with his mouth open, staring. He cried out:
"Come down here, Cona'n, my darling."
Cona'n stepped down to him.
"Am I dreaming?" Fionn demanded, and he stretched out his finger
before him.
"If you are dreaming," said Congn, "I'm dreaming too. They
weren't here a minute ago," he stammered.
Fionn looked up at the sky and found that it was still there. He
stared to one side and saw the trees of Kyle Conor waving in the
