“An’ Oi’ve taken great professors over the Causeway, sur—min that knew more in wan minute, sur, than you and Oi wud know in all our loives, sur. An’ they’ve tould me that this was the greatest soight in the whole wurrold.” “Curious how education develops the power of lying.” “Loying is it, sur? Don’t you know that there’s nothing in the whole wurrold loike the Goiant’s Causeway, sur?” “What for? For mud?” “The road _is_ a troifle muddy at this toime av the year, sur. It’s not many comes to see it in the winther toime, sur; indade, yure the first wan this week. There’s a power av rain in the nort’ av Oireland in the winter toime, sur.” “How much further away is this Causeway?” “Is it the Causeway, sur? But a troifle, sur. Ye’ll see it the minute we turn that bit av rock, sur. Sure an’ begorra it’s well worth the walk, for there is no place that is as noted as the Causeway, sur.” “Yes. They told me about it at Derry. That’s why I came.” “De ye mane to say, sur, that ye niver heard av the Goiant’s Causeway till ye came to Derry? Well, sur, Oi’ve taken tins av thousands av people over this ground, sur, and yure the first wan that iver tould me he never heard av the Causeway. Where were ye brought up, sur?” “I’m a Belfast man.” “De ye mane thot? Troth! Oi don’t think the professors are the biggest loiers, saving yer prisince, sur.” “Where’s your old Causeway? We’re round that rock now.” “Where’s the Causeway is it, sur? Where should it be but just before yer two eyes?” “You don’t mean that foundation, do you?” “What foundation, sur?” “Looks like as if a building society had started a big stone tabernacle, and went bankrupt when the foundation was laid.” “The greatest min in this wurrold, sur, tould me that——” “Never mind what the greatest men said. _Is_ that the Causeway? That’s what I want settled.” “It is, sur.” “Let’s get back.” “Back, is it, sur? Troth, ye’r not there yet. Divil a fut will Oi go back till ye’ve seen what ye paid for, sur.” “All right, I’ll go on—under protest—merely to please you, you know.” “Oi’m afraid ye’r hard to plaze yersilf, sur. It’s wan av the siven wondhers av the wurrold, sur.” “That people come here? It _is_ a wonder, as you say. I’ll bet they don’t come a second time.” “Now, beggin’ ye’r pardon, ye’r wrong there, sur. Not the sickond toime, but the twintieth toime have Oi known educated min to come, sur. And the aftener a man av sinse sees it, sur, the more wondherful he thinks it. Now, sur, ye’r fut is on the smaller Causeway, and be careful how you stip, fur it’s moighty slippery undherfut. There are three Causeways, sur, the Great Causeway bein’ in the centhre, and that we’ll come to in a minute, sur.” “What is it used for?” “The Causeway, is it?” “Yes.” “It’s used for nothin’ at all, sur.” “Then why did they go to all this expense?” “What expinse, sur?” “The building of it.”