Also, there was a second unsealed roll, written in a clerkly hand in Norman French, and headed, "Translation of this letter, in case the knight, Sir Andrew D'Arcy, has forgotten the Arabic tongue, or that his daughter, the lady Rosamund, has not yet learned the same." Sir Andrew glanced at both headings, then said: "Nay, I have not forgotten Arabic, who, while my lady lived, spoke little else with her, and who taught it to our daughter.
But the light is bad, and, Godwin, you are scholarly; read me the French.

We can compare them afterwards." At this moment Rosamund entered the solar from her chamber, and seeing the three of them so strangely employed, said: "Is it your will that I go, father ?" "No, daughter.

Since you are here, stay here.

I think that this matter concerns you as well as me.

Read on, Godwin." So Godwin read: "In the Name of God, the Merciful and Compassionate! I, Salah-ed-din, Yusuf ibn Ayoub, Commander of the Faithful, cause these words to be written, and seal them with my own hand, to the Frankish lord, Sir Andrew D'Arcy, husband of my sister by another mother, Sitt Zobeide, the beautiful and faithless, on whom Allah has taken vengeance for her sin.