"I pray you have done," said Godwin, "it is but a scratch from the beast's claws.

I am ashamed that you should put your hair to such vile uses.

Give me a little water." He asked it of Wulf, but Masouda rose without a word and fetched the water, in which she mingled wine.

Godwin drank of it and his faintness left him, so that he was able to stand up and move his arms and legs.
"Why," he said, "it is nothing; I was only shaken.

That lioness did not hurt me at all." "But you hurt the lioness," said Wulf, with a laugh.