XXVIII. Round towers and reflections.
XXIX. Aunt David's garden.
XXX. The quest of the fair strangers.
XXXI. Good-bye, dark Rosaleen!
XXXII. 'As the sunflower turns.'




Part First--Leinster.



Chapter I. We emulate the Rollo books.

'Sure a terrible time I was out o' the way,
Over the sea, over the sea,
Till I come to Ireland one sunny day,-
Betther for me, betther for me:
The first time me fut got the feel o' the ground
I was strollin' along in an Irish city
That hasn't its aquil the world around
For the air that is sweet an' the girls that are pretty.'

--Moira O'Neill.



Dublin, O'Carolan's Private Hotel.