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…Now, one day the Leinster men were gathering together on their Game-Plain in order to take sport.

“Those ravens are making a terrible cackle over there,” said one.

“They have been cawing at each other like that for a full season,” said another.

As they were talking they saw Bove Derrig’s steward coming toward them up the hill.

“That great commotion over there,” he said, “I could swear they’re the same two birds that we had down South last year, they were at it a whole season!”

Just then the two ravens turned into human shape.

It was Bristle and Grunt, the two hog-guards.

The men of Leinster bade them both welcome.

“You can spare your welcome,” said Bristle, and he spat on the ground.

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