having seen all this, what can be more charming than to see how a bevy

of damsels comes forth from the gate of the castle in gay and gorgeous

attire, such that, were I to set myself now to depict it as the

histories describe it to us, I should never have done; and then how

she who seems to be the first among them all takes the bold knight who

plunged into the boiling lake by the hand, and without addressing a

word to him leads him into the rich palace or castle, and strips him

as naked as when his mother bore him, and bathes him in lukewarm