XLIX.

Behold a Pagan, Valdabrun, who armed Marsile a Knight; with cheerful smile he said To Ganelon:--"Take this my sword; no man E'er drew its peer; the hilt alone is worth More than a thousand marks.--For love I give it, But lend us help against the Count Rollánd, And show us how to find him in the rear." "--So shall it be," replies Count Ganelon; Whereon they kissed each other's chin and face.