And Martin Antolmnez rode forth swiftly with the twain. And they
were glad exceeding. O'er the bridge he did not go, But through the
stream, that never a Burgalese should know Through him thereof. And
now behold the Campeador his tent. When they therein had entered to
kiss his hands they bent. My lord the Cid smiled on them and unto
them said he.
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