The Irish rain
eased up enough for the traveler to put away his umbrella. The sky brightened
and wonder of wonders a rainbow appeared! What's more, the rainbow's end
seemed to be close by in a grove of trees. Walking closer, he thought he
saw a small figure duck into the woods. A leprechaun! Running as fast as
he could, he plunged into the woods, caught a glimpse of the leprechaun
counting money and felt a solid whack on the back of his head.
"Fifth tourist
today, Sean. Don't they ever wonder where our gold comes from?"
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