One day, when Féchín was preaching to the tribes in front of the monastery21, a godly (but) unshapely man came to the sermon, and he entreated Féchín to help him from his unshapeliness; and for very shame he could not bear to sit near the monks, so he sat down at a distance from them. Now it happened that Féchín cast his spittle on the ground, and the unshapely man mixed clay with the spittle, and rubbed it on his face, and thenceforward he was comely, so that in his time there was no one comelier than he. And God's name and Féchín's were magnified by that miracle.22