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NARRATOR 1: Well, when Fin had been working
away from home a good many months, he took it into
his head to go home and see his wife, a fine woman
named Oona. It was two counties away—but sure that
wasn’t far for a man like Fin.

NARRATOR 4: He pulled up a fir tree by its roots—a full-
grown tree, mind you—and stripped off the branches to
make himself a walking stick. Then off he set, and in no
time at all he reached his own mountain and the house
he’d built on it, and there was Oona to greet him.

FIN: (heartily, with arms outstretched) Oona, me love!

OONA: (warmly) Ach, Fin, it’s glad I am to see you. I
hope you’re a bit hungry, for I fixed a little something
when I saw you coming.

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