“That you should have told us before Dermot left,” said Finn.
Keen-Sight made no reply.
“Well, it does not matter,” said Finn. “Guide us to the harbor. Dermot will be safe and will find us later.”
Again the men bent to their oars and rowed in the direction given by Keen-Sight. Some days later they came to a broad harbor in which a thousand ships like theirs could have anchored. The Fenians made fast the boat and sprang ashore. Still guided by Keen-Sight, they journeyed a short distance toward the interior of the country.
Suddenly a large army appeared, coming toward them. The Fenians drew up in battle array, but Finn told them to have no fear.
“For,” he explained, “do you not see Dermot in the lead? It is easy to see that he is not a prisoner.”
When Dermot saw his friends, he let out a loud shout of joy and hastened to meet them. The Knight of Valor came up and extended a welcome to the Fenians.
“We are in pursuit of the man who calls himself the Worthless Servant,” said Finn. “Can you give us directions for finding him?”
“I can do that,” said the Knight of Valor. “We are now but a short distance from his palace.”
Then they all fell in together and walked on until they saw before them a handsome castle.