The beginning of the narrative was of no special interest, but when she was pressed to go faster to the point she went on to say: "And then--then my lord Constantine came to us on the ship, and the pretty mistress laughed with him and asked him to take off his helmet, because the pretty mistress wanted to see the cut, the great sword-cut above his eyes, and my lord Constantine took it off." "It is a lie!" exclaimed Gorgo.
"No, no; it is true.

Sachepris does not want her feet flayed, mistress," cried the slave.

"Ask my lord Constantine himself." "Yes, I went on board," said Constantine.

"Just as I was crossing the ship-yard a young girl dropped her fan into the lake.

I fished it out at her request, and carried it back to her." "Yes, that was it," cried Sachepris.