Chapter 5
For many years after that time, when he was not fighting against
the enemies of Ireland, Fionn was searching and hunting through the
length and breadth of the country in the hope that he might again
chance on his lovely lady from the Shi'. Through all that time he
slept in misery each night and he rose each day to grief. Whenever
he hunted he brought only the hounds that he trusted, Bran and
Sceo'lan, Lomaire, Brod, and Lomlu; for if a fawn was chased each
of these five great dogs would know if that was a fawn to be killed
or one to be protected, and so there was small danger to Saeve and
a small hope of finding her.
Once, when seven years had passed in fruitless search, Fionn and
the chief nobles of the Fianna were hunting Ben Gulbain. All the
hounds of the Fianna w
