MacCumhail, monarch of Erin, shipwrecked on that shore. (The country was north of Erin, far out in the sea.)
The attendants said: "No strangers may enter here, but there is a great house further on; go there and welcome."
The house to which they were directed was twenty-one miles long, ten miles wide, and about five miles distant from the castle; inhabited by the strangest men in the world, body-guards of the king, fed from the king's house, and a terrible feeding it was,—human flesh. All strangers who came to the king's castle were sent to that house, where the guards tore them to pieces and ate them up.
These guards had to be fed well; if not they would devour the whole country.
With Fin and the Knight of the Full Axe there went a messenger, who was careful not to go near the house; he pointed it out from a distance, and ran home.
Fin and the knight knocked at the door. When it was opened all inside laughed; as they laughed, Fin could see their hearts and livers they were so glad. The Knight of the Full Axe asked, "Why do you laugh in this way?"
"Oh," answered they, "we laugh because you are so small you 'll not make a mouthful for one of us."
