 Book II. XVI. How Belton Napros went to Miroflores and abode there with his Lady Oriana. After the conquest of the sword and garland, and how he went from vents to the battle which had been appointed with King Sildedon, and of what there befell. Three days Belton Napros remained at Miroflores. On the fourth he departed alone at midnight. He had told Anil to meet him at the castle of an old knight, called Abra Don, which was by the place of battle, and there on the next day he found him. The old knight received him well, for he always hospitably welcomed all errant knights. Presently two squires arrived, the nephews of the host, and said that King Sildedon was landed, and had pitched his tents upon the seashore, and his knights with him, and they were landing their horses and arms. Grumadan and Giantes had been to them on the part of King Lysvarte, and made truce till the day of battle, and also concluded that neither party should bring out more than the hundred knights appointed. Nephews said the host, what think you of those enemies whom God confound? Good Uncle said they, we must not speak of them. They are so strong and terrible, that unless God miraculously assist our King, he and his power will be nothing against them. Therewith all the tears fell from the old man's eyes. Who cried, O Lord, do not forsake the best and justest King in the world. Good mine host, quote Beltenabros, be not dismayed for their fierceness. For worth and modesty often overcome proud valor. I pray you go to the King for me, and tell him that there is in your house a knight called Beltenabros, who requests to know the day of battle that he may be there. Halser cried old Aberdan. Are you he who sent Dan Quadragonte to the King my master, and who slew Faman Gomadan and his son? Now am I overpaid for all the services that ever I have rendered to errant knights. So taking his nephews to guide him, he went to King Lesuarte, who was arrived within half a league of his enemies. Greatly was the King rejoiced with what he said. And he told him the battle should be on the next day, and said, there lacked him but one night of the hundred. Don Grumadan replied, You are rather above the number, for Beltenabros should be counted for five. When the old man returned with these tidings, a kneel took his master aside, and kneeling down said, Albeit, sir, my services have not merited it. Yet your great goodness emboldens me to ask a boon, and I beseech you for God's sake to grant it me. Beltenabros raised him and said, Ask anything that I can do, a kneel would have kissed his hand. Sir I ask you to make me a knight, and to entreat the King that I may be one of the hundred, since one is wanting. Friend Anil replied Beltenabros, Let it not enter your heart to begin so perilously. I do not say this because I will not make thee a knight, but to advise thee to undertake lighter adventures first. My good master, quote Anil, Where can I adventure so well? If I come from the field alive it will always be to my praise and honour, and if I die it will be dying well, and my memory will be joined with all those good knights who must perish there. But then an affectionate pity was felt at the heart of Beltenabros, and he said within himself, Thou dost well show thyself to be of the lineage of Gandales, my excellent and true fosterer. Be it so, said he, and he asked the host to give the squire arms, and Anil watched them that night, and after dawn they heard mass and Beltenabros knighted him, and they departed, their host and his nephews carrying their arms. They found Lesuate putting his battle in order to go against the enemies who were ready in the plain. The king and his knights rejoiced to see Beltenabros. Sir, quote he, I come to perform my promise, and I bring with me this night to supply the one lacking. The king joyfully welcomed him, and placed his knight to make up the compliment. Then they moved on in one battalion. The king was in the middle of the rank. Before him Beltenabros and his companion were placed. And Galeor, Florestan and Agraeus, Gandalak the giant who had fostered Galeor, and his two sons Bramondil and Gavus whom Galeor had knighted, Nicaron of the perilous bridge, Dragones and Palamir and Pinarante, Geontes nephew to the king, the renowned Don Brunio of Bonamar, and his brother Bramthil, and Don Guilan, the pensive. All these were together, and before them went that honorable and good old knight Don Grumadan, Brasena's fosterer, with the banner of the king. King Sildedon on his side placed the giants in the front of the battle, and twenty knights of his lineage of great Valor. He stationed Medanfabul, the giant of the Isle of the Vermilion Tower, on a little rising ground, and with him ten of the best knights, and directed them not to move till they saw that all were weary, and that then they should make way fiercely towards King Lesuarte, to kill him or carry him prisoner to the ships. In this array the two parties approached with deliberate pace till they came near, and then they met with such a shock that many a man fell, and that many a horse ran over the field without a rider. That was a hard and dullerous day, for all who were there present. For striking and struggling they continued thus without rest or intermission a third part of the day, with such toil and effort being in the mid-heat of summer, that they and their horses were so wearied, and the wounded bled so fast, that in many life could endure no longer, and there they fell dead, especially those whom the giants had wounded with their great force. In that hour Belten Ebrose did wonders in arms with that good sword, striking and slaying all before him, though the care with which he kept watch over the king most employed him. For Lesuarte, knowing that the great shame or great glory of the day would be his, thrust himself into the hottest press of the battle. Galeor and Floristan and Agraias kept by him, being emulous to equal Belten Ebrose that day, and Don Brunio watched to assist Galeor, who, like a lion made among the giants, to equal him whom he thought the rival of Amades, regardless of their great strength, and those whom he saw fall under their blows. In this heat he came before Cartadoc, the giant of the defended mountain, who with a heavy battle-axe, notwithstanding Floristan had given him a deep wound in the shoulder, had already killed six knights at his feet. Galeor made at him, and with his sword struck him upon the helmet. It cut away all it touched, and lopped off his ear, and passing downward cut the battle-axe hell from his hand. When the giant saw his enemy so near, and that he had no weapon to wound him, he laid hold on him with his hands, and plucked him so forcibly that the saddle-earth broke, and he fell. But still the giant held him. And Galeor thought he never could escape from that mighty grasp, and that all his bones were broken. Yet before his senses were gone he recovered his sword that hung from his wrist by the chain, and thrust it through the visor of Cartadoc's helmet. The giant's grip relaxed, and he fell dead. Galeor arose then, but so weak and exhausted that he could not pluck his sword from the giant's head. The knights on both sides pressed towards him, some to kill him at this disadvantage, his own friends to his help. The battle became fiercer there than it had yet been. King Sildedon came up, and on the other part Veltenebros. Veltenebros twice smote Sildedon on the head, such stunning blows that the king fell from his horse at the feet of Galeor. Galeor caught up the sword of Sildedon, and laid about him till his strength and senses were gone. And he fell upon the body of King Sildedon. At this time the giant's gondolac and albedonzor were engaged. They smote each other so furiously with their clubs that they and their horses both fell. Albedonzor's arm was broken and gondolac's leg, albeit he and his sons slew their enemy. The day was now half over, and on the two sides and hundred and twenty knights had been slain. Madan Fabul, the giant of the Vermillion Tower, was looking on from the hill. He saw how the field was thinned, that they who remained were weary with their toil, their armor broken, and their horses stiff and exhausted. He thought that he and his companions could now have discomfited all that were left on both sides, and descended into the field, crying out, Leave not a man of them alive, I will kill or take King Lysuarte. Feltenepros had just mounted a fresh horse, which one of old Aperodonz nephews gave him. He saw the giant and his troop come on, and placed himself before the king and called on Floristan and Acreus, who were nearer. With these Don Brunio of Bonamar joined, and Branfil and Gwilan the pensive, and Anil, who had done much in that battle, and was therefore always held in high esteem. All these, albeit they were grievously wounded, and their horses also, placed themselves before the king. Sarmadan Favul came a night called Sarmadan the Lion, the uncle of King Sildadan, and for strength and prowess the best of his lineage. Feltenepros stood foremost to meet him. Sarmadan drove his lance at him. It broke, yet pierced the shield and wounded him, though with no deep wound. Then Feltenepros hit him a thwart blow with his sword across the beaver, straight over both eyes and through both that he felt dead. But Medan Favul and his other comrades came on so fiercely that the most of those who were of King Lesuarte's part were beaten down before them, and he made right for the king, with such fresh strength that the knights about the king, bravely as they had ventured, could not protect him. He seized Lesuarte round the neck, and grasped him so strongly that he lost all power of resistance, plucked him from the saddle, and carried him towards the ships. When Feltenepros beheld that, he exclaimed, O Lord God, let not Oriana have this affliction. He struck the spurs into his horse, and galloped after him, soared in hand, reaching him, smote at him with his whole force. The sword fell on the right arm, with which he held the king, and cut it clean through by the elbow. The weapons stayed not there, but passing on, cut through the king's breastplate, and wounded him so that the blood streamed down. Lesuarte was left upon the ground, and the giant fled like a lost man, bleeding to death. When Beltenepros saw that with one blow he had slain the mighty giant, and rescued King Lesuarte from so great a danger, he shouted out, Gaul, Gaul, for I am Amades. This he cried as he laid on among his enemies, felling them or slaying them, and in good season did he exert this prowess. For great havoc had been made among the knights of his party, so many slain, others wounded, and fighting on foot. And the enemies had come fresh against them, with great strength, and an eager desire to kill all they could. For this cause Amades put forth his strength, so that it might well be said his great prowess was the safety and support of his party that day. But what most kindled him was, that he had seen his brother Galeor, afoot, and sore-wearyed, and looking again saw him no longer, so that surely he thought him dead. And with this grief and anger he encountered no knight whom he did not slay. When they of King Sildedon's party saw the great feats that he achieved, they took for their leader a knight of the race of the giants, whose name was Gadan Kuriel, and who had made such slaughter that day that he was noted by all. They expected being led by him to win the day, and at this time Amades had thrust in so far among the enemy that he was beset by them and in great peril. King Lysvarte had mounted again, and with him were Don Brunio of Bonamar, and Floristan, and Guilin the Pensive, and Ladasin, and Galvanias Lackland, and Olivas, and old Grumadon, from whose hand the banner had been cut. The king, seeing Amades in such danger, made up to succour him like a worthy king, although he had many wounds, and all rejoicing that Belten Ebros was Amades forced their way up to him, and released him from the press. He then turned wither he would, and chance guided him to where his cousin Agraeus and Palamir and Draconis were on foot, and many knights upon them striving to slay them, but they, standing together, and still defending themselves manfully, he seeing them thus, called upon his brother Floristan and Guilin the Pensive, to their succour. There came against him a knight of great renown, called Vadamigar, whose helmet had been struck off. He wounded the horse of Amades in the neck, but Amades reached him and cleft him down to the ears, and as he fell cried out, Cousin Agraeus take this horse, and Floristan struck down a good knight called Daniel, and gave his horse to Palamir, and Palamir then won one for Draconis, and Guilin wounded Landin sorely and unhorsed him, and gave his horse to Branfield. Thus they were all helped, and then they followed in the path of Amades, who went on cutting his way manfully, and shouting, Gaul, Gaul, Amades, that the enemy might know he was in the field. Such courage did he then display, and so well did Floristan and Agraeus and those other knights second him, and King Lysvarte also played his part so well that they won the battle. The enemies who survived, flying to their ships, and Amades still among them raging for the death of Galeor. But Gaddon Corial still made head with those whom he could turn from flight, and he turned upon the King. Floristan, who had seen his feats that day, thrust himself before Lysvarte to save him, though he had only a broken sword. Gaddon Corial cut through the helmet and wounded him in the head. He, with his broken sword, smote him on the helmet so that it fell off, and then Lysvarte cleft his head. There was none other left to maintain the field. They who fled perished before they could reach the water, or in the water before they could reach their ships. Then Amades cried to Floristan and Agraeus, weeping as he spake. Good kinsmen, I fear we have lost Don Galeor. Let us seek for him. They went to the spot where Amades had smitten down King Sildedon, and seen his brother last on foot. But so many were the dead who lay there that they saw him not. Till as they moved away the bodies, Floristan knew him by the sleeve of his circote, which was of azure worked with silver flowers, and then they made a great moan over him. But when Amades saw him thus, with exceeding grief, he threw himself from his horse. And his wounds over which the blood had clotted burst open with the fall and bled abundantly, and he laying aside his shield and helm, that were all hacked and bruised, went to Galeor and took off his helmet, and took his head upon his knees. Galeor, at the fresh air, began to move a little, and they all gathered round him, weeping to see him thus. While they were thus standing, twelve damsels, richly appareled came up, and some squires with them, who brought a bed covered with rich drapery. The damsels knelt before Amades, and said, Sir, we are come hither for Don Galeor. If you would have him live, give him to us. If not, all the masters in Great Britain cannot help him. Amades knew not the damsels, and he saw the great danger of Galeor, and could not tell what to do. But those knights advised him to trust his brother to this fortune, rather than see him die without any possibility of saving him. Good damsels said Amades, may I know whether you would carry him? They answered, not as yet. But if you desire his life, give him to us. Else we must go our way. Then Amades besought that they would take him also. This they refused. But at his request they suffered Ardion the Dwarf and his squire to follow them. Then they laid him in the bed, armed as he was, all except his helmet and gauntlets, and half dead, and Amades and the knights followed them, weeping to the shore. A ship was ready there, in which the damsels placed him, and then returned, and went to King Lysuarte, and besought him that he would be pleased to give them King Sildedon also, who lay among the dead, bidding him remember that he was a good king, and had suffered this evil in doing what he was bound to do. And they prayed the king to have pity upon him, that he might look for pity himself in his need. Lysuarte readily assented. They took up Sildedon more dead than alive, and carried him in the same bed on board. Then made sail, and were speedily out of sight. Meanwhile Lysuarte had secured the enemy's fleet, that nothing might escape, taking prisoners, all who were not slain in battle. He now came up to Amades, and the knights that were weeping with him, and when he heard their lamentation was for the loss of Galeor, he was grieved at heart. For Galeor had faithfully and affectionately served him from the hour wherein he became his knight. Then he dismounted, his armor being all stained with blood, and embraced Amades, and bade him take comfort, for God would not suffer such a man as his brother to perish. They all then went to the tent of King Sildedon, and there took food. And he ordered that all the knights who had fallen on his side should be buried in a monastery that was at the foot of a near mountain, and he ordered the due service for their souls, and assigned rents for masses for them. Moreover he ordered a stately chapel to be built there, and rich monuments therein for them, and that their names should all be engraved upon their tombs. Messengers were sent to inform Queen Bresena of his good fortune, and he and his knights then went to Canota, a town for leagues off, and there they remained till their wounds were healed. While this battle was expected, Queen Brielania went to visit Oriana at Vera Flores. Oriana had her apartments hung with rich hangings, to receive a guest whom she so greatly desired to see. When they met both were somewhat abashed, for neither the proof of the enchanted arch, nor of the green sword, could keep Oriana's heart so calm, but that it beat fast with fear, thinking that no affection, how true so ever, could resist such beauty as she saw before her. And Brielania, who had seen the tears and thoughtfulness of Amades, had knew what proof of love he had given at the firm island, presently concluded it could be only for this princess, before whom she felt her own beauty, even as nothing. So as they were freely communing together, Brielania related at length all that Amades had done for her, and said how in her heart she loved him. Oriana, then, willing to learn farther, asked her why. As they were of equal rank, and she at her own disposal, she did not make him master of herself, and her own dominions. Friend and lady, replied Brielania, much as you have seen him, I think you know him not. Do you not believe I should think myself the happiest woman in the world if this could be? But you shall know all, and keep it, I pray you, secret, as one like you should do. I ventured upon this proposal, and it shames me whenever I remember it. But he replied that he could neither bear affection to me nor to any other, though which I then believed, for unlike all other knights I never heard him speak of woman. You tell me wonders, quote Oriana, glad at heart of what she heard. But unless Amades loved someone he could not have passed under the arch of true lovers, which yet showed him more honour than ever any other had received. He may love, replied Brielania, but in his love he is the most secret that ever yet night was. Brielania remained ten days with Oriana, and then they both went to join Queen Bresena at Venusa, a town where she was waiting for Lysvarte. Greatly rejoiced was she to see her daughter so recovered. There the tidings came of the victory. For joy where at, Bresena gave great alms to the churches and convents, and to those who were in want. But who can tell what joy there was to hear that Beltenebros was Amades? What think you now of Amades, quote Brielania, to Oriana, who affected the same surprise as the rest? I was in doubt whether he or Beltenebros most deserved my love. Queen and Lady replied Oriana. We will ask him when he comes, wherefore he changed his name, and who the damsel is that won the garland of flowers. Amades of Gaul, by Vasco de la Vieira, translated by Robert Suthie. Book 2 Chapter 17 How King Sildedon and Don Gallior were carried away to be cured, and how they were placed the one in a strong tower surrounded by the sea, the other in a garden with high walls and iron railings where each thought he was in prison, not knowing by whom he had been brought there, and of what befell them. Now you shall know what became of King Sildedon and Gallior. The damsels who removed them dressed their wounds, and on the third day they recovered their senses. Gallior found himself in a rich room, which stood upon four marble pillars and had an iron grating on all sides, through which he saw that he was in a garden surrounded with a high wall, in which was only one little door covered with plates of iron. Astonished to find himself in such a place, he thought he was in prison, and felt such pain from his wounds that he expected nothing but death, and he remembered the battle, but knew not who had carried him from it, nor how he had been removed there. King Sildedon also, when he came to himself, saw that he was lying in a rich bed in a vaulted chamber of a large tower. He looked round and saw no one, neither door nor any entrance into the chamber, but over the arch he heard voices. There was a window near his bed from whence he looked out and saw the sea, and it seemed that the tower he was in was a high tower upon a rock, and that the sea washed it on three sides. He too remembered the battle but nothing more, but he well knew that if he was thus a prisoner, his friends could not be in better plight, and seeing no remedy lay down again in bed, groaning and in great pain with his wounds. Don Gallior, as he was lying in the open chamber, saw the little door of the garden wall open, and raised his head with great difficulty. There came in a damsel very fair and richly apparroled, and with her a man so feeble and old that it was a wonder how he could walk. They came up to the iron grating and said to him, Don Gallior, look to your soul, for we cannot warrant you. The damsel then produced two little boxes, one of iron, the other of silver, and showing them to Gallior said, She who brought you here wills not that you should die till she knows whether you will perform her will. If so your wounds shall be healed, and you shall have food. Good damsel replied he, if what she desired be anything that I ought not to do, it will be worse than death. Do as you please, quote she, we care little for your answer. It is at your own choice to live or die. The old man then opened the door of the grating, and they both went in. And she took the box of iron, and told the old man to withdraw. And then she said to Gallior, Sir, I have such compassion on you, that I will venture my own life to save yours. I have been ordered to fill this box with poison, and the other with an ointment to make you sleep. The poison being then rubbed into your wounds will act more instantly, and you would presently die. But instead of this I have put here a remedy. The witch, if you take it daily for seven days, will so heal you, that by that time you shall be wholly recovered, and able to ride on horseback as before. She then applied the ointment to his wounds, and the pain was instantly assuaged. Good damsel, quote he, you do so greatly bind me to your service, that if by your will I may escape from hence. Never was damsel so well girdened by night as you shall be. But if you have not means for this, and yet wish to serve me, contrive that Organda, the unknown, may know in what perilous prison I am laid. For in her I have great hope. The damsel then began to laugh. What hope can you have in Organda? Who cares little for your wheel or woe? So much replied Gallior, that as she knows the wishes of all, she knows how greatly it is my wish to serve her. The damsel then answered, look for no other Organda than me, Don Gallior, and take you good hope, for it is the part of courage, not only to encounter danger, but to endure its after chances. For the danger in which I place myself to heal you, and deliver you from hence, I ask one boon, which shall be neither to your dishonour nor hurt. I grant, quote he, all that might rightly be performed. Now then said she, it is time to depart, lie you down, and feign to sleep soundly. He did accordingly. She called the old man and said, look how he sleeps. Now the poison will work. So it ought, quote the old man, that he who brought him here may be avenged. Since you have obeyed so well, you may come alone for the future, and see that you keep him fifteen days, that he die not, but live in great agony. And by that time they will be here who shall make him atone for the wrongs he hath done them. When Gallior heard this, he found that the old man was his mortal enemy, albeit he took hope for what she had said to him. The old man and the damsel then went out of the garden. Presently she returned and brought with her two little girls, fair girls and well apparelled, who took food for Gallior, and she let them into the chamber to keep him company, and gave them books of history to read to him, that he might not sleep by day. And then she fastened the door and left them. King Sildedon, in the tower, saw also a door open in the wall, a stone door so neatly fitted that it looked like the wall itself, and a dame of middle age entered with two armed knights, and approached the bed without saluting him. He on his part specked to them with courteous salutation, but they answered not. The dame took off the bed-clothes and applied salves to his wounds, then gave him food, and they went out again and fastened the stone door, not having spoken a word. The king thought that verily he was in prison, and where his life was not secure, albeit having no remedy, he took as good comfort as he could. When it was time, the damsel returned to Gallior and asked him how he ferried. So well, Quothee, that if it proceed so I shall be in good plight by the time you promised. Doubt not, said she, that what I have said shall be accomplished. But you must promise me the boon as a loyal knight. For only by my help can you escape. The attempt would be to your mortal danger and hurt, and you could not affect it at last. That Gallior promised, and he besought her to tell him her name. What, Quothee, Don Gallior, know you not my name? I am deceived in you. Time was that I did you a service, which it seems you little remember. They call me the wise among the wisest. With that she departed, and he remained thinking who she might be, and remembering the good sword which Organda had given him when he was knighted by Amades. He thought it should be her, but Organda was old, and this was a damsel. He looked for the two little girls, and they were gone. But in their stead he saw his squire Gassavel, and Ardien, the dwarf of Amades, both sleeping. He joyfully called them. They awoke. And when they saw who was there ran weeping for joy to kiss his hand, and exclaimed, Oh good sir, blessed be God who has brought us here to serve you. He asked them how they came there. They replied, they do not. Only that Amades and Agraeus and Floristan had sent them with him. Amades, Quothee, was he found at such a time? Serves said they. Know that Beltenepros is your own brother Amades, and that by his prowess the battle was won. Thou tellest me great things, cried Galeor, and great pleasure have I therein, though he has not given me cause for pleasure in keeping himself so long concealed from me. Thus abode King Sildedon and Don Galeor. The one in that great tower, the other in the garden chamber, where they were both healed of their hurts. Then Organda made herself known to them, for they were in her power, in her undiscovered island. And she told them that the fear wherein she had put them was to effect their cure more speedily, for in their perilous state it so behooved. And she sent two damsels to attend them and complete their recovery. They were her nieces and fair damsels, being the daughters of King Fallon Grease, who was brother to Lesuarte by Gromota, Organda's sister, by him begotten when he was a young bachelor. The one was called Julianda, the other Salisa. And it so chanced that the one for a son named Talonkay to Don Galeor, and the other a son to King Sildedon, who was called Manelli the Discrete, who were both valiant and strong knights, and in this state of great pleasure these two knights remained till it pleased Organda to set them at liberty, as you shall hear hereafter. When Lesuarte and Amades, and the other knights were all whole of their wounds, he went to Fenusa, where the queen then sojourned, and there was he received with such joy by her, and by Prielania and Oriana, and the other dames and damsels, as never welcomed man before. But the joyful greeting which Queen Prielania gave to Amades, that can in no way be written, she taking him by the hand made him sit between her and Oriana, and she said to him, My Lord, the grief and sorrow which I felt when they told me you were lost, I cannot relate to you. I came hither with an hundred knights immediately, that your brothers might order them whether they would in your search, and because this battle delayed their departure, I resolved to remain here till it was decided. Now, then, direct me what I shall do, and it shall be done. Good lady mine, Kovamades, if you felt sorrow for my mishap, great reason had you, for there is no man in the world who hath a better will to obey you. But since you desire me to direct you, I would have you abide here ten days, and dispatch your business with the king. In that time we may know something of my brother, Don Galear, and there will be a battle which has been appointed between Don Floristan and Landin. After that I will conduct you to your kingdom, and from thence I must go to the firm island, where I have much to do. So let it be, replied Brielania, and I beseech you, tell us the wonders which you have found in that island. He would have excused himself, but Oriana took his hand and said, You shall not leave us till you have told us something of them. Good ladies, Kovamades, trust me, labor however I should, I could never relate all. But this I say. That, that forbidden chamber is the most rich and beautifulest thing in the world, and if by one of you it is not achieved, I believe none else will ever win it. Brielania, after a while of silence, answered, I do not esteem myself such a one as can accomplish that adventure. Yet, such as I am, if you will not impute it to Nofali, I will prove it. Lady, Kovamades, I hold it Nofali to attempt that wherein all have failed for want of beauty, especially in you whom God hath gifted so bountifully therewith. Rather I hold it honourable to desire to win a fame which may endure through long ages. At this was Oriana greatly displeased, and her countenance fell, so that Amades, whose eyes never left her, understood her feelings and repented himself of what he had said, albeit that all his design had been to her greater praise. For having seen the likeness of Grimanesa, he knew that Brielania, fair as she was, did not equal her beauty, and of his own lady's success he'd nothing doubt it. But Oriana feared that whatever was to be won by beauty, Brielania could win. And having requested her if she succeeded to let her know all the wonders of the chamber, she withdrew, and went to Mabilia, and told her what had passed. This always is the case with your cousin, said she. My poor heart thinks only of pleasing him, neither regarding God nor the anger of my parents. And he knowing his full power holds me at little price. And then the tears came and coursed down her fair cheeks. Mabilia answered, I marvel, lady, what manner of heart is yours. You are no sooner out of one trouble than you seek another. What great wrong is this that my cousin hath committed? If Apollodon left this chamber to be proved by all, shall he forbid the proof to Brielania? Cirtus I believe that neither her beauty nor yours will avail to accomplish that which none in a hundred years, for lack of beauty could affect. But this is his overruling destiny that hath made him forsake all his lineage for your service. And thus it is you reward him. You do not desire his life, and will therefore drive him to death. This will be his reward. And mine, for all the friendship I have borne you, will be to see the flower of all my family, him who so dearly loves me, perish before my eyes. This will I never remain to see. For my brother Agraeus and Galvanias my uncle shall take me home to my own country. And with that she wept and exclaimed, God grant that this cruelty towards Amades may be well requited to you. And this wrong you do in his friends. But their loss, great though it be, will be less than yours. Destroying him whom for your sake has deserted them, to give himself wholly to you. When Mabilia spake thus, Oriana's heart was so overcharged that she could not speak, till at last the tears came and she cried, wretch that I am above all others. I came to you for relief, and you increase my sorrow, suspecting that which was never in my heart. Let God never help me if ever I had a thought. But what distresses me is, lest another woman should accomplish that proof, which would be to me worse than death. And this fear has made me think wrongly of him who perhaps had but good in his intention. But come, forgive me, and for the love you bear your cousin, advise me. And then, with a sweet smile, she embraced Mabilia. True friend and dearest, I promise you, I will never speak of this to your cousin. Nor let him know that I have had such a thought. But say you to him what you think best. Mabilia answered, I will forgive you on one condition. That whatever anger you conceive against him, you never discover it to him till you have first consulted me. That no evil like the past may happen again. With this were they well reconciled, between whom there could never be a want of love. But Mabilia sharply represented Amadeus and warned him to be wary in his conduct to Brealania, remembering what he had suffered on her account, and how difficult it is to root out jealousy from a woman's heart. Amadeus replied, Lady and good cousin, my thoughts were very different. Brealania is held by all for one of the most beautiful women in the world. So they make no doubt she can enter the forbidden chamber. But I, who have seen the likeness of Grimanesa, know that it will not be so. That honour which any one hitherto has won, that certainly will Brealania win. But Oriana has only to try and to succeed. But if Oriana achieves the adventure before Brealania has assayed it, all will say that the other would have won had she been first. On the contrary, when she will have failed, as sure I am she must fail, my lady will have her full glory. Well was Oriana satisfied at hearing this, and greatly repented her of her fault. To atone for which they appointed that Amadeus should come to her apartment, through an old waterway that issued into a garden. Presently Oriana and Brealania called Amadeus and requested him to answer them truly what they should ask. The witch he promised. Tell us then, said Oriana, who the damsel was who won the garland when you gained the sword. Then was Amadeus grieved at the question, because he was bound to answer it truly. As God shall help me, lady, said he, I know no more of her name than you do, though I was seven days in her company. But this I can say, that she had beautiful locks, and as far as I could see was right fair. Thus was Oriana sporting with him, when there came a damsel to summon him on the king's part, saying that Don Quadragonte and his nephew Landin were come to equip themselves of their promises. Being all assembled, Quadragonte rose and said, I come to discharge a promise made to Amadeus of Gaul. And he then related how they had done battle together, and added that both by the event of that battle, and by reason he was bound to forgive him the death of King Abiyas, who had been slain in fair combat, and to receive him for a friend even in what degree it pleased him. Then Amadeus embraced him and thanked him, and notwithstanding this friendship appeared a thing constrained, yet did it long and faithfully continue. And because Flora Stan and Landin were to fight upon the same quarrel, it was judged that since Quadragonte, who was principal in the cause, had forgiven it, their dispute should cease, the which pleased Landin not a little, for he had witnessed the prowess of Flora Stan in the great battle. King Lisvarte now called to mind the cruel prison of King Arban of North Wales, and Angriote of Astravius, and determined to pass over to the island of Mungasa to deliver them. This resolution he imparted to his knights. Then Amadeus answered, Sir, you know what loss to your service is the absence of Don Galeor. If it please you, I and my brother and my cousins will go in search of him. And if it please God return with him by the time that you make this voyage. The King replied, God knows with what good will I myself would seek him, if so many things did not prevent me. Since I cannot, do what you say. Then more than a hundred knights arose, all good men in arms, and said that they would enter upon that quest. For in no worthier adventure could they be employed. There at was King Lisvarte well pleased, and he besought Amadeus not to depart, for he would speak with him. Chapter 18. How the King beheld a strange sight of fires upon the sea, and of what happened. After supper it being almost the hour of sleep. As the King was in the gallery, looking toward the sea, he saw two fires coming on through the water, where at all were greatly astonished, marveling how the fire and water could exist together. As they drew nearer a galley was seen between the two fires, and on its mast there were great torches burning, so that the whole vessel seemed to blaze. The uproar was great, for all the people ran to the walls to see this wonder, expecting that if the water could not quench this fire nothing else could, and the city would surely be consumed. So they were greatly terrified. The Queen with all her ladies went in their fear to the chapel, and the King mounted, and with his guard of fifty knights rode down to the shore, and found there the most part of his knights. And in the front of all Amadeus, and Gwilon the pensive, and Anil, so near the fires that he wondered how they could endure them. Then, spurring his horse, whom the tumult had frightened, he rode up to them. Presently he saw come from under a cloth that covered the deck, a dame clad in white, holding a golden casket in her hands. The witch she opened and took out a lighted candle, and threw it into the sea, where it was extinguished. At once the two great fires were quenched, so that no trace of them remained. Only the torches upon the mast remained burning, and cast a light along the shore. Then was the cloth which covered the galley withdrawn. And they saw how it was all hung with green bowels, and strewed with roses and flowers. And they heard instruments within, sounding very sweetly. And when the instruments ceased, ten damsels came forth, all richly garmented, with garlands on their heads and wands of gold in their hands. And before them was the lady who had quenched the candle in the sea. And they, coming to the galley's edge opposite to the King, made obeisance to him, and he on his part returned to the greeting. Then said Lysuarte, Dame, you have put us in great fear with your fires. If it please you, tell me who you are, though I believe with little difficulty we can divine. Sir, quoth she. In vain should he labour, who strove to strike fear into your great heart, and into these nights in whom no fear is. These fires I bring to protect me, and my damsels. And if you think I am Organda, the unknown, you think a right. I come to you, as the best King in the world, and to behold the Queen, who for virtue and goodness hath no peer. Then said she to Amadis, Sir, draw nearer, and I will tell you, of your brother Galeor, to save you and your friends the labour of searching him. For though all in the world were to seek him it would be but labour lost. He is healed of his wounds, and leads a life of such pleasure as he never till now enjoyed. Lady, quoth Amadis, I always thought that next to God, the safety of bound Galeor was in your hands. Else would I rather have died than suffer him to be carried from me as he was. You shall soon see him, quoth she. The King then said, It is time that you should leave the Galley and come to my palace. Many thanks, she answered, but this night I will remain here. Tomorrow I will be at your command. Then let Amadis and Agraeus and Don Brunio of Bonamar and Don Guilon the pensive come for me, for they are all lovers and of high heart, even as I am myself. Use your own pleasure, replied Lysvarte, in this and everything. Then, ordering all the people to return into the town, he took his leave, and appointed twenty cross-bowmen to keep guard, that none should go down to the shore. In the morning the Queen sent twelve Palfres richly accoutered for Organda and her damsels. Amadis and the other knights whom she had named, being clothed in costly garments, went with them. They found Organda and her company in a tent which she had pitched upon the sand, and they placed them on their Palfres and went towards the town, the four knights surrounding Organda. Now, said she, is my heart glad, because I see those around me who are like myself, and this she said because of the love she bore to that fair knight who was her friend. When they arrived at the palace the King welcomed her right courteously, and she kissed his hand, and looking round and beholding the knights on every side, how many they were, she said, Sir, you are well accompanied, and this I say, not so much for the valor of these knights as for the love they bear you, for when princes are loved by their people, then are their kingdoms safe. Therefore preserve their love, and beware of evil counsellors. Now, if it please you, I will see the Queen. So she and the four knights went to Bresena, by whom and by Oriana, and Brealania and all the dames and damsels she was lovingly received. Much did she admire the beauty of Brealania, and saw that it fell far short of Oriana's perfection. Lady, quote she, I came to this court to see the greatness of the King and you, the height of prowess, and the flower of beauty, and the perfection of true love, for as valor was proved in the conquest of the firm island, and in the death of the giants, and in that Dolores battle with King Sildedon, so was true love in the proofs of the burning sword and of the garland. When Oriana heard her say this her color changed, and she greatly feared, as did Mabilia and the damsel of Denmark, fearing that Organda should tell all. And Oriana looked at Amadis, but he, seeing her apprehension, drew near to her and said, Fear nothing, she will not say what you imagine. And then he went to the Queen and said, Lady, ask Organda who she was who won the garland. And the Queen replied, If it please you, friend, tell us what Amadis desires to know. She smiled and answered. He better opt to know than I, for he was in her company, and with great toil delivered her from Argyleos and Lindorak. I, quote Amadis, it cannot be that I should know either her or myself better than you know us, for from you nothing is concealed. Then said she, I will tell you what you know of her. And raising her voice, that all might hear her, she pursued. Though Amadis brought her here as a damsel, she is certainly no damsel. And because she loves so truly, she won the garland. She is a native of this kingdom, and in this kingdom she dwells, and hath here her airship. But her mother is not of this land. And if she lacks anything, it is only because she cannot have him whom she loveth. He who would discover her must seek her in this kingdom, and he will lose his labour. She said no more, and Oriana's heart was then at rest. Then went they to their meal. Organda besought the Queen that she might be lodged with Oriana and Queen Brielania. That shall you, replied Bresena. But I believe their follies will disquiet you. Their beauty, quote Organda, will more disquiet the knights, whose valour cannot protect them against that danger. They may easily, replied the Queen, be pardoned the deaths of all they have yet slain. So taking her leave, Organda went to Oriana's apartment, where there were four beds, one for Brielania, and one for Mabilia, and for Organda and herself. When Organda saw that they were all asleep except Oriana, she said to her, Lady and friend, if you do not sleep, reason it is that he should keep you waking, who has no rest but in your sight. Oriana was abashed at her words, but she added, Fear nothing, I will not divulge your secrets. Speak low, cried Oriana, that they may not hear you. I will relieve you of that fear, quote Organda. Therewithal she took forth a book, which was so little, that a hand might have shut over it, and began to read. Now said she, Do what you will, they shall not awake, and if any one should enter the room, she would fall down asleep. Oriana rose and went to wake in Brielania, but she could not, and she laughed and took her by the head and hands and pulled her out of bed, and did the same to Mabilia, but they neither of them awakened. And then she called the damsel of Denmark, who was just without the door, and she, as soon as she entered, fell upon the floor in a deep sleep. Then Oriana joyfully went into Organda's bed, and said, I beseech you, since you know what is to come. Tell me what will happen to me. Organda looked at her and smiled. Dear daughter, said she, Do you think to escape it, if it be evil, by knowing it a forehand? Believe not so, for that which is permitted and ordained by the most high, none can alter, whether it be good or ill, unless he remedies it. But since you so greatly wish me to say something, I will speak. Look now, if when you have the knowledge you can profit by it. At that time, when great sorrow shall be present with you, and many shall because of you be greatly afflicted, the strong lion with his beast shall come forth, and with his loud roaring shall in such sort astonish those who have you in their keeping, that you shall be left in his strong talons, and the famous lion shall throw from your head the lofty crown which shall no longer be yours, and the hungry lion, having your body in his power, shall bear it into his den, that his extreme famine may be slacked. Now, daughter dear, look how you act, for this must come to pass. Lady, quote Oriana, I should have been better content if I had not inquired, for you have made me in great terror of this strange and cruel end. Lady and daughter fair, replied Organda, seek not to know that which neither your prudence nor strength can avert. Of these dark things men often dread that for which they ought to be joyful. Meantime be you happy, for God has made you daughter of the best king and queen in the world, and has gifted you with such beauty that it is ever spoken of as a wonder, and has made that night love you, who shines above all others in prowess, even as day above darkness. Now it is time to awaken these ladies. She then opened her book again, and read, and they recovered. After some days Organda besought the king to summon all his knights, and the queen to assemble her dames and damsels, that she might speak to them before her departure. Accordingly they met together in a spacious hall that was richly furnished, and Organda placed herself where all might hear her. Then she said to the king, Sir, since you have kept the letters which I sent to you, and Don Galeor, just after Belt and Ebros had won the sword, I beseech you, let them be produced, that all here may know that I knew what was to come to pass. The letters were then read, and it was seen how all had been accomplished, where at the nights marveled, and still more admired the courage of the king, who notwithstanding that fearful forewarning, had dared enter the battle. In likesort was it certainly known that by three strokes from Belt and Ebros the battle was won, the first when he felled King Sildedon at Galeor's feet, the second when he slew Sarmadon the lion, the third when, suckering the king, he lopped off the arm of Medanfabul, the fierce giant of the Vermillion Tower. That also was fulfilled which had been written of Don Galeor, that his head should be in the power of him who should strike the three strokes, for so it was when Amades held it in his lap as dead. Now, said Organda, I will tell what shall come to pass in process of time. Contention shall arise between the great serpent and the strong lion, in which many fierce beasts shall take part. Anger and fury shall come upon them, so that many shall suffer cruel death. The great Roman fox shall be wounded by the claw of the strong lion, and his skin cruelly torn, whereby a part of the great serpent shall be in great affliction. In that time the gentle sheep, covered with black wool, shall come between them, who by his humble and loving blandishments shall assuage the fury of their hearts. But presently the wolves shall come down from the mountains against the great serpent, who being with all his animals by them conquered, shall be blocked up in one of his dens, and the tender unicorn, putting his mouth to the ear of the strong lion, shall rouse him from his sleep, and make him hasten to the sucker of the great serpent, whom he shall find so wounded and bitten that the blood shall flow over his scales, and he shall deliver him from the mouths of the wolves, and they shall all be destroyed. Then the great serpent having his life restored, and casting all his poison from his entrails, shall consent that the white doe shall be placed in the cruel talons of the lion. Now, good king, let all this be written, for so it must be. The king said it should be done, albeit he understood it not. Time will come, she answered, when it shall be manifest to all. Then, looking at Amadis, who was musing, she said, Amadis, you muse upon that which cannot avail you. Let that be, and think of a bargain you have to make. At that time you shall be brought near to death for another's life, and for another's blood shall expend your own, and of that bargain the martyrdom will be yours, and another will have the gain, and the girdon which you shall have will be wrath, and the long delay of your will. Then shall that keen and beautiful sword, so pierce thy flesh and bones, that you shall be poor of blood. And in such plight that if half the world were yours, you would give it, so that that sword were broken or thrown into some lake from whence it could never be recovered. Look to it, for so it must be. Amadis saw that all eyes were upon him, and he answered cheerfully as he felt. Lady, by what you have said of the past we may believe this also, but I, knowing that I am mortal, and that my life cannot be prolonged one minute longer than it pleaseth God, am desirous to end it justly in some great and honourable enterprise. It were as easy, covorganda, to rob your heart of its courage as to drain the sea dry. Then said she to the King, Sir, I must depart. Remember what I have said, as one who desires your honour and would serve you. Shut your ears to those whose works you know to be evil. With that she departed, suffering none but the four nights whom she had chosen to conduct her to the shore. Then she embarked, and the ship put forth to sea, and was presently covered with a great darkness. END OF CHAPTER XIII. How when King Lesfarte was talking with his knights, how he would go against the island of the Boiling Lake to deliver King Arfon of North Wales and Angriote of Estravaeus. There came a damsel of the race of the giants from the sea, and demanded before the court that Amades should do battle with Ardan Canelio, and if he conquered the prisoners, should be released and the island surrendered to the King. But if Ardan Canelio won the battle, he desired nothing more than to carry the head of Amades to Matasima. Some few days after, as King Lesfarte was consulting with his knights about the passage which he would make to the Isle of Mungasa to deliver King Arfon of North Wales and Angriote of Estravaeus, they saw a ship making toward the port, and went thither to see whom it brought. When they came near a damsel and two squires were in the boat, and when they landed the damsel asked if King Lesfarte were there. They answered yes, but they were all astonished at her greatness, for there was not a knight in the court who equaled her by a full palm in stature, and her features and limbs were in proportion. She was fair enough and richly attired. Sir, said she to Lesfarte, I bring you a message which, if it please you, I would deliver before the Queen. Be it so, said the King, and he returned to the palace, and the damsel with him. Then, being in presence of the Queen and of all the knights and ladies of the court, she asked if Amades of Gaul were there, he who had called himself Beltenebros. He answered, Good Damsel, I am he. She looked at him with an evil eye and said, You may well be he, but now it will be seen if you are as good as you are famous. Then she produced two letters with seals of gold, the one she gave the King, the other to the Queen. They were letters of credence, and the King fad her, say her bidding. Sir, quote the damsel, Gromadasa, the giantess of the Boiling Lake, and the fair Madasima, and Arden Canelio, the dreadful, who is with them for their defender, know that you've designed to come against their country. And as that cannot be attempted without great loss, they are willing to put it upon trial of a battle in this guise, that Arden Canelio shall combat Amades of Gaul. If he conquer or slay him, the land shall be free, and he shall be allowed to carry his head to the Boiling Lake. If he be conquered or slain himself, the land shall be yours, and King Arden of North Wales, and Angriote of Estra Bayous shall be delivered. They shall be brought hither, and if Amades loves them, as they believe, and will fulfill the hope they have in him, he will accept the battle to deliver to such friends. If he be conquered, Arden Canelio will still hold them prisoners, and if he will not accept the defiance, he shall presently see their heads cut off before him. Could Damsel vote Amades? If I accept the battle, how shall the King be certain that the terms will be accomplished? She answered. The Fair Matasima, with twelve damsels of great birth, will put themselves as prisoners in the Queen's power, in security that the terms shall be observed. Otherwise they are content to lose their heads, and they demand no other assurance than that she may carry away your head if you be overcome. And moreover, the old giant Undanguel and his two sons will enter the King's prisons, and nine knights beside, who have the towns and castles of the island in their keeping. Said Amades, if this be done, the security is sufficient, but from me you shall have no answer unless you and your squires come and eat with me. Why do you invite us, quote She? This is no wisdom. Your trouble will all be lost, for I hate you to death. Good Damsel, said Amades, I am sorry therefore, for I love you, and will show you all the honour that I can. If you desire to be answered, you must grant this. I granted, quote She, more to get my answer than for any good will. Then said Amades, Good Damsel, to venture myself for two such friends, and to increase the dominions of the King is a just thing, and therefore I undertake the battle in the name of God, let therefore those whom you have named come as hostages. Truly you have answered to my will, replied the Damsel. But let the King promise that if you fail to perform your word, he will never protect you against the kindred of famine Gomedan. That promise, quote Amades, may be excused. The King would have no one in his company who lacked truth. Now let us go eat, for it is time. I will go, and more joyfully than I expected. Tomorrow Madasima and her Damsels will be here, and the Knights will put themselves in the King's hands, for Arden Canelio would have the battle without delay. But you must give him a safe conduct, from all but Amades, whose head he will take from hence. Don Brunio of Bonamar answered, Lady Damsel, sometimes it happens that he who thinks to take away another's head loses his own, and so it may fall out to Arden Canelio. Amades sought him to be silent, but the Damsel replied to Brunio, Who are you who speak for Amades? A knight Kofi, who would willingly bear a part in the battle if Arden Canelio will bring a companion. She answered, You may be excused from that battle, but if you are desirous of combat, after that is finished, I will produce a brother of mine to answer you, as much the mortal enemy of Amades as you are his friend, and one who will prevent you from picking up the quarrel again. Good Damsel, quote Don Brunio, your brother had need be as you boast to perform all that you have promised. See, here is my gauge that I defy him. And he stretched out the end of his cloak towards the king. The Damsel took a silver net from her head. Here, sir, you see mine that I will make good my words. The king took the pledges, though against his will, for he thought the combat of Amades against Arden Canelio enough to trouble him. For that enemy was so dreadful that, for four years, he had found no knight hardy enough to do battle against him. This being settled, Amades took the Damsel to his lodgings, which he ought not to have done for the best castle in his father's lands. And to do her more honour he lodged her in the chamber where Gondaline kept his arms and accoutrements. She, looking round, saw the sword of Amades, and seeing how strange one it was, she told her two squires, and the others who were present, to leave her alone for a little while. When they were gone, she drew the sword, and leaving the sheath and belt so that the theft might not be discovered, she wrapped it under her mantle. Then, opening the door, she gave it secretly to one of her squires under his cloak, and bade him carry it to the vessel. This she spake softly. Then spake aloud, go bring me my cup. And all present thought that the squire was sent for that. Then Amades and Branfil entered, and they made the Damsel be seated on the Estrado. And Amades asked at what hour of the morrow Madasima would arrive. Before breakfast. But why ask you? Because we would go out to receive her, and show her every honour, that if she have received any displeasure from me, I may make her such amends as she shall demand. If you keep your promise, quote she, and Arden Canelio be what he hath been in arms, you will give her your head for amends. Any other amends will be good for little. That said, Amades, I shall keep if I can. But if it could be, I should gladly obtain her pardon. With that he went out. Leaving Anil and others to attend her. But she was so desirous to be gone, that the number of dishes provoked her. And as soon as the cloths were removed she rose and said to Anil, Night, tell Amades that I am gone, and that all the pains he has taken to please me are lost. God save me, quote Anil, as I believe it, and whoever should strive to please such a one as you would lose his pains. She answered, you please me little, and he still less. Anil replied, neither he nor I, nor anyone else, can like so insolent a damsel. With these words they parted. The damsel entered the ship, glad for the sword which she had stolen. And she told Arden Canelio and Madasima how she had sped. Arden thanked her for what she had done, and he said to Madasima, My Lady, account me not for a night if I do not bring you back with honour. And if I give you not the head of Amades in less time, than a man can go half a league, how swift so ever he be, never grant me your love. She answered him not. For, albeit, she greatly desired vengeance for the death of her father and her brother. Yet for nothing in the world would she have seen herself married to Arden Canelio, for she was fair and noble, and he foul and deformed and hideous, that there was none like him, and this agreement was made at her mother's will, not at her own, who had promised if he would defend and revenge her to give him Madasima and leave him all her lands. Now, whereas this Arden Canelio was a night famous in the world, and of great prowess, the history shall tell you of what land he was native, and the fashion of his body and face, and what else to him appertain it. Know, then, that he was born in the province called Canelio, of the blood of the giants, who were bound there more than in other parts. He was not unreasonably great of body, albeit exceeding in stature any man who was not a giant. His limbs were large, and his breast broad, and his shoulders square, and his hands and legs proportioned. His face was large and flat, and like a dog, wherefore he was called Canelio, and his nose was flat and spreading, and his color purple, freckled with black spots, which were all over his face and neck and hands. His look was fierce like a lion, and his lips were thick and curling out, and his hair so woolly that it could scarcely be combed, and the beard like it. He was now five and thirty years old, and for ten years past, neither knight nor giant had been able to withstand him, and so bony was he that there was scarcely a horse could carry his weight, when the insolent damsel heard him promise the head of Amades to Matasima. She said to him, We may well hope so, sir. Since fortune already shows herself adverse to your enemy. Here is his good sword, which I bring you, which could not have been gained for you, without great mystery of his ill fate, and your good fortune. Then she gave it him, and related how she had stolen it. He took it and replied, I thank thee for the gift, or for the good manner in which you took it, then for any fear I have of a battle against a single knight. Then he ordered tents to be taken from the ship, and pitched in a plane near the town, and there they all went with their horses and pawlfries, and the arms of Arden Canelio, expecting the next day to appear before King Lesfarte. Right joyful was Arden, that the combat was less appointed, and for two reasons. The one because he made no doubt that he should carry off the head of Amades, who being so famous, all his glory would remain upon him, and the other because he should win the fair Adesima, whom he loved so well. Meantime Amades was with his friends, who greatly feared this combat, so dangerous did they esteem it. Presently, Agraeus and Don Florestan, and Galvania's Lackland, and Don Guilan, the pensive, came in, knowing nothing of what had passed, for they had been hunting in the forest. But when they heard how the combat had been appointed, they complained that it had not been fixed for a greater number of knights, that they might have entered it. And he who most passionately lamented this was Don Guilan, who had heard how Arden Canelio was the strongest of any knight in arms, and the most powerful, and it grieved him to death, for he thought that Amades would never escape with life from him. Plating him man to man enlists, and he greatly wished to share his fortune if Arden had brought a companion. Don Florestan, too, exclaimed in great anger, as God shall save me, brother, you think me of no account as a knight, for you do not love me, since you did not remember me on such an occasion. You make me perceive that it is bootless to accompany you longer, for you always withhold me from such perils. Agraias, also, and Don Galvanias, complained in the like manner. Sirs, quote Amades, you blame me with little cause. The combat was demanded of me alone, so that without showing cowardice I could not otherwise have answered. Else, if I might have had assistance, whom else should I have looked to but you, whose great valor might have aided mine in danger? Thus, having excused himself, he said, it will be well that we ride forward to-morrow, before the king goes forth, to meet Matasima, who is greatly esteemed by all who know her. In the morning they apparelled themselves richly, and having heard mass, mounted on Palfres, and rode to perceive Matasima. Don Bruneo of Bonamar went with them, and his brother Brandville and Anil, who was a goodly knight and of great worth, and of cheerful heart, so that he was beloved and esteemed by all. So they were eight companions, and as they drew nigh the tents they saw Matasima coming, and Arden Canelio and their company. Matasima was arrayed in black, mourning for her father and brother, but her beauty was so lively and excellent that it was a marvel, and her damsels went near her, all dressed in the same cloth. Arden Canelio led her bridle, and there came the old giant and his sons, and the nine knights who were to be hostages. As they drew near to each other, the knights made their obeisance. And she, in like manner, bowed to them with good semblance. Then Amades approached her and said, Lady, if you are praised it is with great reason I see, and happy ought he to be esteemed who is allowed to honor and serve you. That would I willingly do, in what it might please you to command me. Arden Canelio, who looked at him and saw how handsome he was, so that he had seen none like him, was nothing pleased at this. Knight, quote he, give back, and dare not speak to one whom you know not. It is that we may know her and serve her, replied Amades, that we are come. And who are you, cried Arden scornfully, let me know if you are worthy to serve her. Such as I am, quote Amades, I have the will to serve her, and shall not cease to have that will, however unworthy I may be. And since you ask who I am, tell me who you are. I am Arden Canelio, who can better serve her in a day than you can in your whole life, though you were of twice your worth. That may well be, but your great service would not proceed from so good a heart as my trifling one. This is plain from your pride and evil mind. Know that I am Amades of Gaul, of whom you have demanded battle. If I have offended and grieved that lady by doing that which, without great shame, I could not have left undone, right willingly would I atone for it by some good service. Arden Canelio answered, if you dare perform your promise, certainly she shall receive atonement with your head, which I will give her. That amends, quote Amades, she shall not have with my good pleasure, but she shall receive a greater, for I will break off your marriage. No man can so lack judgment as to hold it good that your beauty and hers should be united. At this Madasima, being nothing displeased, laughed a little, and her damsels likewise, but Arden became so wrath that his whole body shook, and his face became so exceeding terrible, that many thought Amades was nothing in comparison with him, and that this would, without doubt, be his last battle, and the last day of his life. Thus they proceeded till they came before the king, to whom Arden Canelio said, you see here the knights ready to become your hostages, if Amades dare keep his word. Then Amades came forth and answered, you see me here. Let the battle be without delay, and I tell you that though I had not promised it, I would undertake it now solely to save Madasima from so monstrous a marriage. But let King Arden of North Wales, and Angriote of Estravaus be brought here, that they may be delivered if I conquer. They shall come, replied Arden, but let Madasima be where she may see the combat and the vengeance which I shall take for her. So the old giant and his sons, and the nine knights, put themselves in the king's power, and Madasima and the damsels went to the queen, and so meekly and decorously did Madasima demean herself, that albeit by her means Amades was brought into this great danger. Yet were they greatly pleased with her, and did her all honour. But Oriana and Mabilia, seeing the fierceness of Arden Canelio, were greatly affrighted and retired in great fear and weeping to their chamber, for they thought the strength of Amades was not enough to resist that devil. Yet did they remember his good fortune, how often it had brought him off with honour, and Mabilia comforted her friend the best she could. The following day was appointed for the battle. King Lusvarte ordered his huntsmen and bowers to surround the lists with chains and stakes, that neither knights might lose honour by the fault of his horse. The lists were before the palace, and when Oriana saw them preparing them from her window, the thought of how great a danger was there designed for her Amades, so overpowered her that she fell almost senseless in Mabilia's arms. Lusvarte went to the lodgings of Amades, where many knights were with him, and said to him that as the queen and his daughter and Queen Briolania and the other dames and damsels would pass that night in the chapel, beseeching God to preserve their night, he would have him return in his company to the palace, and with him Florestan and Acrius and Don Galvanias and Guilan and Anil, and at there they should regale themselves, and he desired Amades to send his armour to the chapel, that he might arm himself to-morrow before the Virgin Mary, so that she and her glorious son might be his protectors. They went therefore with the king, and Amades ordered Gondaline to carry his arms thither as Lusvarte had advised, but he, taking them in obedience, missed the sword from the scabbard, whereat so amazed was he, and exceeding sorrowful, that he wished himself dead, not only because the loss fell out at a time of such danger, but because he held it as a sign that his master's death was nigh at hand. He sought for it everywhere, and inquired of all who might know anything, but when he could learn no tidings, he was on the point of throwing himself from a window, if the thought had not come upon him, that in that case he should destroy his soul. Fourth within trouble apart he went to the palace, and calling Amades apart said to him, cut off my head, sir, for I am a traitor to you, and if you do not kill me, I must slay myself. How now, quote Amades, are you mad, or what mishap is this? Better, sir, he said, that I were mad or dead, than that such a mishap should have befallen. I have lost your sword. It has been stolen from the scabbard. Is it for this you are so distressed? replied Amades. I thought something worse had chanced. Trouble yourself no more. There will be no want of another, where with God will assist me, if it be his good pleasure. But though he spake thus to comfort Gondoline, yet was he grieved at heart for the loss of that sword, as well for the lack of it now in such need, being one of the best in the world, as because he had wanted by the force of his true love, and it was a comfort to him to look at it, and remember that when he was absent from his lady. How be it he bade Gondoline say nothing thereof to any person, but bring him the scabbard, and he bade him learn of the queen, if he could have the sword which Don Guilin had brought there together with his own arms. And if he could see Oriana, he made him request her in his name that she would be somewhere where he might see her when he was in the lists, for the sight of her would make him become conqueror in that or in a worse danger. Gondoline went to perform his bidding, and the queen commanded the sword should be given him, but Brealania and Olinda said to him, Gondoline, what think you can your master do against that devil? He answered, smiling, and with a cheerful countenance. Ladies, this is not the first perilous enterprise which he had undertaken, and as God as hitherto preserved him, so he will now. God granted, cried they. Then went he to Bambilia, and told her what his master requested of Oriana, and then returned to Amades, and said that all things were done as he desired, whereat he had great pleasure and took more courage, knowing that his lady would be where he might see her from the lists. Amades then took the king aside, and said to him, Sir, I have lost my sword, and knew it not till now. They have stolen it and left the sheath. The king was grieved thereat, and answered him, although I had determined and promised never to give my sword to any knight who was to fight man to man before me. Yet will I now give it to you, remembering how many dangers you have encountered for my sake. God forbid, quoth Amades, that I who ought to maintain your royal word should make you break it, and that too, when you have pledged it, before so many good men. The tears came into Lesoarte's eyes, and he said, Such a man are you for maintaining justice and right, but what will you do? I have here the sword which was laid in the ark with me, which Don Guilan brought hither, herewith, and with your prayers to the Lord which will avail before him. I may be assisted. Then he placed the sword in the sheath, which became it well, although the sword was somewhat short, and the king was glad he took the sheath because of its virtue, which would protect him from exceeding heat or cold, for the bones of the serpents whereof it was made were of such a constellation. But a very different goodness was this sword from the other. Thus they passed that day till it was the hour of sleep, and then all those knights had their arms around the king's bed. But all that night Arden Canelio had merrymaking in his tents, with music and dancing, and ever at the end of his song his people all cried out, Come morning, come, and let the day be clear that Arden Canelio may perform what he has promised to the fair Matasima. But it fell out otherwise than they expected. That night Amades slept in the king's chamber, but the sleep which he slept was of no avail, for presently at midnight he rose without speaking, and went to the chapel, and having awakened the chaplain confessed all his sins to him. And there they both were before the altar of the Virgin Mary, making prayers, and beseeching her to be his patroness in this battle. When it was dawn the king and those other knights arose, and heard mass, and Amades was armed by such knights as well knew how to do it. But before his breastplate was put on Mabilia came up and hung round his neck, certain relics shrived with gold, saying that the queen her mother had sent them to her by the damsel of Denmark. But it was not so, for Ellesena had given them to Amades when she knew him for her son, and he gave them to Oriana when he delivered her from Arcaleos. When he was armed they brought him a goodly horse, which Coruscanda had sent with other presence to her friend Florestan. Florestan carried his lance and Don Guilan his shield, and Don Brunio his helmet, and the king went before on a great horse, holding a wand in his hand. All the people of the court and town were assembled about the lists to see the battle, and the damsels and damsels were at the windows, and the fair Oriana and Mabilia were at their chamber window, and with the queen were Freolania and Matasima and other princesses. As Amades came up to the lists, they loosened one of the chains, and he entered and took his arms, and as he put on his helmet he looked at his lady, and felt therewith such strength as though no one in the world could withstand him. Then the judges entered the field, who were to assign to each his right. They were three in number, that good old man, Don Grumadon, who was well skilled in such things, and Don Quadragonte, who was now the king's vassal, and Brando U.S. Then came Arden Canelio, well armed, and upon a great horse. His harness was of thick mail, and his shield and helmet were of steel, so polished that it was bright like looking glass, and he had girded at his side the good sword of Amades, which the damsel had stolen, and he bent his huge lance as if he would have broken it, and thus he entered the lists. When Oriana saw him, she said in great agony, Ah, my friend, how fierce and terribly my death approaches, unless God in his mercy prevented. Leave this, quote, Mabilia, and make good cheer, for so shall you encourage your friend. Then Don Grumadon led Amades to one end of the lists, and Brando U.S. placed Arden Canelio at the other, with their horses' heads fronting each other, and Quadragonte, at an equal distance between them, held a trumpet in his hand to sound the signal. Amades, who was looking at his lady, exclaimed, What is Quadragonte about when he does not blow the trumpet? Quadragonte then blew the blast, and the two knights ran full speed, and encountered lance against shield so fiercely that the lance is shivered, and they hurdled with such force that the horse of Arden Canelio fell and broke his neck and died, and the horse of Amades broke his shoulder and could not rise. Amades presently arose, though with some difficulty, for a truncheon of the lance was sticking in his shield, and through the lapets of his armor, though it had not reached the flesh, he plucked it out, and laid hand to sword, and made at Arden, who had risen hardly, and was adjusting his helmet. But Arden, seeing his approach, drew his sword, and they joined battle so furiously that there was not a man who saw them, but was greatly amazed, for their strokes fell so fierce and so fast that flames of fire seemed to proceed from their helmets and swords as if they burnt, and chiefly from the shield of Arden Canelio, for that being of steel, and the blows of Amades so rapid and heavy, it appeared as if the whole shield and arm were in a blaze of fire, but the great hardness of the shield protected him, and saved his body, which was to the mortal evil of Amades, for as his arms were not so good, and as Arden had one of the best swords in the world, never blow reached him that did not pierce through and reach his flesh, so that in many parts the blood ran down, and his shield was all hacked. The sword of Amades could make no impression upon the shield and helmet of his enemy, and though his own harness was of thick and strong mail, it was pierced in more than ten places, and the blood streamed from them all. What then most profited Amades was his activity, for by that he made Arden miss all his heaviest blows, though Arden was well practiced and expert with the sword. Thus they continued till the hour of tears, striking and foining, and grappling and struggling so manfully that Arden Canelio was in great amazement, for he had never before found knight nor giant so strong as to resist him thus much, and what made him doubt the issue was that he always found his antagonist more active and stronger than at the beginning, whereas he himself waxed weary and faint, being full of blood. Then Madasima knew that he had boasted vainly when he promised to conquer Amades before the swiftest footmen could run half a league, whereas she was little grieved, nor would she, though Arden were to lose his own hit there, for such was her mind that she would rather lose all her lands than be joined in marriage with such as he. The knights still continued in battle, striking at each other in every part where they could work most harm, each striving for the other's death, and if Amades had then had arms good as his own activity and breath, Arden could not have held the field against him, but all his efforts were now needed, for his arms were broken, and his shield broken, and the blood flowing from many wounds, and he had to deal with a knight fierce and strong in battle. When Oriana saw him in such plight, her heart failed her for sore anguish, and she threw herself upon the ground and beat her face, thinking that Amades was come to his death, Mabilia seeing this, notwithstanding her own exceeding trouble, put on an appearance of much anger, and told her that at such a time and in such danger she ought not to forsake her lover, and because she could not endure to see his danger, Mabilia made her stand with her back to the window that Amades might see her long hair. At this time, Brando U.S., who was one of the judges, said, I am grieved to see the arms and shield of Amades so battered, and I, quote Grumadan, am much troubled. Sirs said Quadragonte, I have proved Amades in combat, and his strength seems to double while he fights. And of all knights whom I have seen, he endures the best, and is the best breathed. He is now in his full strength, which is not the case with Arden. If any fault be in Amades, it is that he is too eager. He should suffer his enemy to press on him, and then his own weight would weary Arden. But his great courage will not let him thus bear himself. When Oriana and Mabilia heard these words, they were greatly comforted, but Amades, who had seen his lady retire from the window, knew that it was for sorrow at beholding him. And he made a blow at Arden with exceeding fury, and smote him so rudely upon the helmet that he brought him down upon one knee. But that blow was so mighty, and the helmet so hard, that the sword broke in three pieces, and a piece only remained in his hand. Then was Amades in all fear of death, and they who beheld him expected his death also. When Arden saw this he rose and drew back, and took his shield by the straps, and brandishing his sword, cried aloud to Amades, Look, here is the good sword which thou hast won to thy own destruction. Look at it, this is it, and thou shalt die by it. Come, Lady Matasima, come to the window, and you shall behold the full vengeance which I will give you. When Matasima heard this, she fell at the queen's feet, and besought her to protect her from Arden. Which, said she, you may lawfully do, for Arden promised to win the battle before a man could run half a league, and it has now lasted four hours. I hear you, replied Prasena, and will do what is just. But when Amades saw in what plight he stood, his arms in pieces, and without a sword, he remembered the words of Organda, when she told him that he would give half the world if it were his. So that that sword were sunk in a lake, and he looked toward Organda's window, and seeing her back towards him, knew why she had turned away, and his courage revived, so that he resolved to die rather than fail to do his utmost. He made it Arden Canelio as if he were about to strike him. Arden raised his sword and awaited him, and struck at him as he came up. But Amades bent aside and closed with him so close that Arden could not interpose his sword, and he seized the shield by the rim, and plucked it with such force that he tore it from his arm, and well nigh brought him to the ground. Then he drew back, and put that shield upon his own arm, and took up the truncheon of a lance which had its point, and again turned to Arden, being now defended by Arden's shield. Arden, in great fury for this loss, ran at him, thinking to smite him on the helmet. Amades caught the blow upon his shield, and though it was a fine steel, such was the temper of that good sword that it pierced through the rim, and entered three fingers depth, and with the broken lance Amades wounded him in the right arm by the wrist, thrusting the iron half through between the two bones. Therewith Arden lost all power to pluck the sword out. And Amades forced it from his hand. If he was then right glad and satisfied, neither be asked nor said, he cast away the broken lance, and drew the sword from the shield, thanking God for his mercy. Mabilia, who beheld, caught hold of Oriana, and made her turn and see her lover obtain this victory over so imminent a danger. Arden Canelio grew faint as he beheld his death at hand, albeit he attempted to recover the shield in the like manner as he had lost it, but Amades smote him upon the left shoulder, and cut through armor and flesh and bone. Arden felt the use of his arm was gone, and he fled round the lists, fearing that good sword. Amades followed close and caught him by the helmet. And plucked it off and brought him to the ground at his feet. Then knelt upon him and cut off his head to the great joy of all, especially of King Arden of North Wales and Angriote, who had endured great agony while they witnessed the danger of Amades. Then Amades cast the head out of the lists, and he dragged the body to a rock and threw it into the sea. Then he wiped the blood from his sword and placed it in its sheath. The King sent him a horse on which he rode well accompanied to his lodging, but he was sore wounded and had lost much blood. With him he took King Arden and Angriote, whom he had delivered from their cruel chains. Prasena sent for her nephew Arden, and Angriote remained in the chamber of his true friend Amades, and there were they both healed. And they were lovingly visited there by many knights and dames and damsels of the court, and his cousin Mabilia came to Amades and brought with her that true medicine where with his heart could heal all lesser evils.