me the half of that money now, Tadg,” he said, “and I will do the same trick for you myself.”  “I will give you the half of what I got if you will do it,” said the stranger.  So the other put the rushes on his hand, but if he did, when he tried to do the trick, his two finger-tips went through the palm of his hand.  “Ob-Ob-Ob!” said the stranger, “that is not the way I did the trick.  But as you have lost the money,” he said, “I will heal you again.”

“I could do another trick for you,” he said; “I could wag the ear on one side of my head and the ear on the other side would stay still.”  “Do it then,” said O’Cealaigh.  So the man of tricks took hold of one of his ears and wagged it up and down.  “That is a good trick indeed,” said O’Cealaigh.  “I will show you another one now,” he said.

With that he took from his bag a thread of silk, and gave a cast of it up into the air, that it was made fast to a cloud.  And then he took a hare out of the same bag, and it ran up the thread; and then took out a little dog and laid it on after the hare, and it followed yelping on its track; and after that again he brought out a little serving-boy and bade him to follow dog and hare up the thread.  Then out of another bag he had with him he brought out a beautiful, well-dressed young woman, and bade her to follow after the hound and the boy, and to take care and not let the hare be torn by the dog.  She went up then quickly after them, and it was a delight to Tadg O’Cealaigh to be looking at them and to be listening to the sound of the hunt going on in the air.

All was quiet then for a long time, and then the man of tricks said:  “I am afraid there is some bad work going on up there.”  “What is that?” said O’Cealaigh.  “I am thinking,” said he, “the hound might be eating the hare, and the serving-boy courting the girl.”  “It is likely enough they are,” said O’Cealaigh.  With that the stranger drew in the thread, and it is what he found, the boy making love to the girl and the hound chewing the bones of the hare.  There was great anger on the man of tricks when he saw that, and he took his sword and struck the head off the boy.  “I do not like a thing of that sort to be done in my presence,” said Tadg O’Cealaigh.  “If it did not please you, I can set all right again,” said the stranger.  And with that he took up the head and made a cast of it at the body, and it joined to it, and the young man stood up, but if he did his face was turned backwards.  “It would be better for him to be dead than to be living like that,” said O’Cealaigh.  When the man of tricks heard that, he took hold of the boy and twisted his head straight, and he was as well as before.

And with that the man of tricks vanished, and no one saw where was he gone.

That is the way Manannan used to be going round Ireland, doing tricks and wonders.  And no one could keep him in any place, and if he was put on a gallows itself, he would be found safe in the house after, and some other man on the gallows in his place.  But he did no harm, and those that would be put to death by him, he would bring them to life again with a herb out of his bag.