Eulalia, when at the stake, breathes the flame that she may die the more quickly.

Her prayer is granted, and a white dove flies from her mouth and bears her soul to heaven.
Angelique marvelled greatly at all these accounts.

So many abominations and such triumphant joy delighted her and carried her out of herself.
But other points in the Legend, of quite a different nature, also interested her; the animals, for instance, of which there were enough to fill an Ark of Noah.

She liked the ravens and the eagles who fed the hermits.
Then what lovely stories there were about the lions.

The serviceable one who found a resting-place in a field for Mary the Egyptian; the flaming lion who protected virgins or maidens in danger; and then the lion of Saint Jerome, to whose care an ass had been confided, and, when the animal was stolen, went in search of him and brought him back.