"That would be quite possible with God," said the eldest; and as he
spoke he raised his eyes and looked at the bird. Whereupon the bird
spoke and said:--
"It is indeed to converse with you that I have come; for I am of the
land of Erin."
Now this bird was crimson red all over, except three beautiful streaks
on her breast, which shone as bright as the sun. And after a time she
said to the same cleric:--
"I am the soul of a woman; and I am your friend. And come ye now," says
she, "to hear yonder birds; for these are the souls that are permitted
to come out of hell every Sunday."
"It is better that we leave this place at once," said the same old
cleric. And his companions said to him:--
"We will go with thee whithersoever thou goest." So they departed from
that place; (and the crimson red bird went with them).
IX.
And as they went, they saw three wonderful streams, namely, a stream of
otters, a stream of eels, and a stream of black swans. Great flocks of
birds arose from these three streams and flew past the voyagers; and the
black swans followed close after, tearing and tormenting the birds. And
the crimson red bird said:--
"Marvel not, neither be ye sad of heart; for these bird-shapes that ye
see are the souls of people suffering the punishment of their crimes.
And the black swans that follow them, these are devils who are for ever
tormenting them; and the birds scream fearfully, and are for ever trying
to fly from the demons and to free themselves from their torment.
"And now as to me," continued the bird, "I am about to depart from you.
It is not permitted me to make known to you what is to befall you; but
in a little time another will tell you all that you need to know."
And the cleric said:--"Tell us, I beseech thee, what are those three
beautiful streaks on thy breast."
"I will tell you that," answered the bird. "When I was in the world I
was married; but I did not yield obedience to my husband, neither did I
fulfil my lawful homely duties as a wife. And when a grievous sickness
came upon him I left him to die. But thrice I went in pity to him:--once
to see him and ask after his illness; once to bring him such food as
befitted his state; and the third time when he was dead, to watch by the
body and see it buried. These three good deeds are the three beautiful
streaks that you see on my breast; and I should have been bright all
over like these streaks if I had not violated my lawful marriage
duties."
And having so spoken, the bird bade them farewell and flew away.
X.
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