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On a bright morning, not long after sunrise, there came suddenly into Dún Dá Lethglas a young man who wore a yellow coat. He had a sword on him and a shield at his back; and his spear, which was slender and of great weight, stood in his hand. His face was white and sharp, and his hair hung down his back, and he had great eyes and small features. He looked round the place as if he were in haste and weary of waiting, and he spoke with a voice like a young man's.