with its wings fluttering as if to invite her. She climbed up the tree and the bird allowed her to take the spittle which was contained in a little bucket that hung from its neck.
Isabel brought the spittle to the palace and anointed the king's eyes with it, and immediately he recovered his sight. The king then married Isabel, and the festivities on the occasion lasted many days.
They lived happily, and thus ends my story.