WITH GOLDEN LOCKS. 299

One with Locks of Gold had given him to fill with the water
of beauty, went towards the cave, saying to his little dog,
“ Cabriole, here is an end of me; I shall never be able to get
this water, it is so well guarded by the dragons ; therefore,
when Iam dead, fill this phial with my blood, and carry it to
the princess, that she may see what her severity has cost me:
then go to the king my master, and give him an account of my
misfortunes.” While he was saying this, he heard a voice call
“ Avenant, Avenant!”— Who calls me?” said he; and
presently he spied an owl in the hole of an old hollow tree ;
who, calling to him again, said, “ You rescued me from the
fowler’s net, where I had been assuredly taken, had you not
delivered me: I promised to make you amends, and now the
time is come ; give me your phial, Iam acquainted with all the
secret inlets into the gloomy cave, and will go and fetch you
the water of beauty.” Avenant most gladly gave the phial,
and the ow] entering without any impediment into the cave,
filled it, and in less than a quarter of an hour returned with it
well stopped.

‘Avenant was overjoyed at his good fortune, gave the owl a
thousand thanks, and returned with a merry
heart to the city. Being arrived at the
palace, he presented the phial to the Fair
One with Locks of Gold, who had then.
nothing further to say. She returned Ave-
nant thanks, and gave orders for everything,
that was requisite for her departure : after
which she set forward with him. The Fair
One with Locks of Gold thought Avenant
very amiable, and said to him sometimes
upon the road, “If you had been willing, I could have made
you a king; and then we necd not have left my kingdom.”