fire; and for yourself too you might fear the worst."
"Is this the whole conclusion?" said Aucassin.
"Aye," said his father, "so help me Heaven!"
"I' faith," said Aucassin, "then I am very sorry that a man of your age should be a liar.—Count of Valence, you are my prisoner."
"Sir, it is even so," said the Count.
"Give me your hand!" said Aucassin.
"Sir, right willingly."
He put his hand in his.
"This you pledge me," said Aucassin, "that never in all your days to be shall it be in your power to do shame to my father or to do hurt to him or his, and you not do it!"
"Sir," said he, "for God's sake, mock me not, but set me a ransom! You can ask me nothing, gold or silver, war-horses or palfreys, sables or ermines, hounds or hawks, that I will not give you."
"How now?" said Aucassin. "Wot you not that you are my prisoner?"
"Aye, sir," said the Count Bulgarius.
"Ne'er help me Heaven," said Aucassin,
