"He is everywhere," she whispered. "He is in the bushes, and on the hill. He looked up at me from the water, and he stared down on me from the sky. His voice commands out of the spaces, and it demands secretly in the heart. He is not here or there, he is in all places at all times. I cannot escape from him," she said, "and I am afraid," and at that she wept noiselessly and stared on Fionn.
"He is my enemy," Fionn growled. "I name him as my enemy."
"You will protect me?" she implored.
"Where I am let him not come," said Fionn. "I also have knowledge. I am Fionn, the son of Uail, the son of Baiscne, a man among men and a god where the gods are."
"He asked me in marriage," she continued, "but my mind was full of my own dear hero, and I refused the Dark Man."
"That was your right, and I swear by my hand that if the man you desire is alive and unmarried he shall marry you or he will answer to me for the refusal."
"He is not married," said Saeve, "and you have small control over him."
The Chief frowned thoughtfully.
"Except the High King and the kings I have authority in this land."
"What man has authority over himself?" said Saeve.
"Do you mean that I am the man you seek?" said Fionn.
"It is to yourself I gave my love," she replied.
"This is good news," Fionn cried joyfully, "for the moment you came through the door I loved and desired
