h to you and to your wife, and I pray
you ever to look upon me as your son."

This the worthy man readily promised.

"And to seal your love," said the Lord of Avannes, "I pray you let me
kiss you." This he did, after which the Lord of Avannes said--:

"If I were not afraid of offending against the law, I would do the same
to your wife and my mother."

Upon this, the husband commanded his wife to kiss him, which she
did without appearing either to like or to dislike what her husband
commanded her. But the fire that words had already kindled in the poor
lord's heart, grew fiercer at this kiss which had been so earnestly
sought for and so cruelly denied.

After this the Lord of Avannes betook himself to the castle to see his
brother, the King, to whom he told fine stories about his journey to
Montferrat. He found that the King was going to Oly and Taffares, (5)
and, reflecting that the journey would be a long one, he fell into deep
sadness, and resolved before going away to try whether the virtuous lady
were not better disposed towards him than she appeared to be.

5 Evidently Olite and Tafalla, the former at thirty and the
latter at twenty-seven miles from Pamplona. The two towns
were commonly called _la flor de Navarra_. King John
doubtless intended sojourning at the summer palaces which
his predecessor Carlos the Noble had built at either
locality, and which were connected, it is said, by a gallery
a league in length. Some ruins of these palaces still exist.
--Ed.

He therefore went to lodge in the street in which she lived, where he
hired an old house, badly built of timber. About midnight he set fire to
it, and the alarm, which spread through the whole town, reached the rich
man's house. He asked from the window where the fire was, and hearing
that it was in the house of the Lord of Avannes, immediately hastened
thither with all his servants. He found the young lord in the street,
clad in nothing but his shirt, whereat in his deep compassion he took
him in his arms, and, covering him with his own robe, brought him home
as quickly as possible, where he said to his wife, who was in bed--

"Here, sweetheart, I give this prisoner into your charge. Treat him as
you would treat myself."

As soon as he was gone, the Lord of Avannes, who would gladly have been
treated like a husband, sprang lightly into the bed, hoping that place
and opportunity would bring this discreet lad