So Brian raised their heads and rested them on his breast, and they gazed on the rocky cliffs and green slopes of Ben Edar while the ship wafted slowly towards land. Soon after this they landed on the north side of Ben Edar, from which they made their way slowly to Dun Turenn. And when they had reached the green in front of the house, Brian cried out-- "Father, dear father, come forth to thy children!" Turenn came forth and saw his sons all wounded and pale and feeble. And Brian said, "Go, beloved father--go quick to Tara, and quickly return. Bring this cooking-spit to Luga, and tell him that we have given the three shouts on Midkena's Hill. Say that we have now paid the full eric-fine, and bring back from him the apples of the Garden of Hisberna, to heal our wounds, else we die." BRIAN. Father, our wounds are deadly; nought can save Thy children's lives but Luga's friendly hand: Go, seek him, father--fare thee fast--and crave The healing apples from Hisberna's land! TURENN. In vain, my sons, ye seek to fly your doom; The stern Ildana's mind too well I know: Alas! far liefer would he see your tomb, Than all the treasures all this world could show! BRIAN. But he is just; and though his sire we slew, Have we not paid full eric for the deed? The great Ildana is our kinsman too, And will relent in this our time of need. Then go, my father, thou art swift and strong; Speed like the wind--why linger here to mourn? Go straight to Luga's home, nor tarry long; Or, father, we shall die ere thou return! Turenn set out and travelled like the wind till he reached Tara, where he found Luga. He gave him the cooking-spit, and said, "Behold, my three sons have now paid thee the full eric-fine, for they have given the three shouts on Midkena's Hill. But they are wounded even unto death; and now give me, I pray thee, the apples from the Garden of Hisberna, to cure them, else they die." But Luga refused, and turned away from Turenn. Turenn hastened back to his sons with a sorrowful heart, and told them that he had failed to get the apples. Then Brian said, "Take me with thee to Tara. I will see him, and perchance he may have pity on us, and give us the apples." And it was done so. But when Brian begged for the apples, Luga said-- "I will not give them to thee. If thou shouldst offer me the full of the whole earth of gold, I would not give them to thee. Thou and thy brothers committed a wicked and pitiless deed when you slew my father. For that deed you must suffer, and with nothing short of your death shall I be content." For the blood that you spilled, For the hero you killed-- The deed is avenged, and your doom is fulfilled! Brian turned away and went back to his brothers, and, lying down between them, his life departed; and his brothers died at the same moment.