the sea, and embarked without having excited the slightest suspicion of the enterprise, to which none were privy excepting those on board.  Both wind and tide were favourable; they arrived near the coast of Bretagne, and were on the point of entering the harbour, when a sudden squall from the shore split their mast, rent their sail, and exposed them for some hours to the most imminent danger.  All exertions to guide the vessel being ineffectual, they had recourse to prayers, invoking St. Nicholas and St. Clement, and requesting the intercession of the blessed Virgin and her Son, that they might be permitted to land in safety.  The storm continued; when one of the sailors suddenly exclaimed, “Sir knight, you carry with you the cause of our calamity.  In defiance of God, religion, justice and honour, you are carrying off that lady, having already a beautiful and lawful wife in your own country.  Permit us to throw your paramour into the sea, and we shall speedily find our prayers effectual.”  The princess was then lying, almost exhausted with fatigue, sickness, and fear, in the arms of her lover; who, though bursting with rage, could only express it by execrations, which he vented as loudly as he could in the hope of drowning the hateful voice of the mariner, but the fatal assurance “Eliduc was already married,” had reached the ear, and sunk deeply into the heart of Guilliadun.  She fainted, and though he and his friends employed all the means in their power for her recovery, they were unable to produce any symptom of returning animation, a general exclamation of grief pronounced her dead; when the knight, starting from the body, seized an oar, felled at one blow the presumptuous seaman, threw him by the foot into the sea, took possession of the helm, and directed it so skilfully that the vessel reached the harbour in safety.  They all landed, and in a very few hours might reach the castle of Eliduc, which was not far from the coast; but where could he deposit the body of his mistress, how inter it with all the honours suitable to her rank and merit? he at length recollected, that in the forest which surrounded his mansion, dwelt an aged hermit, at whose cell the corpse might remain till its interment:  he could then enjoy the sad pleasure of visiting daily the object of all his solicitude, and he determined to found on the spot an abbey, in which a number of monks should pray for ever for the soul of the lovely and injured Guilliadun.  He then mounted his palfrey, and, carrying the body in his arms, proceeded with his attendants to the hermitage.  The door was shut; and they discovered, after having at length procured an entrance, the grave of the holy man, who had expired a few days before.  Eliduc caused a bed to be made within the chapel; and placing on it his mistress, whose deadly paleness had not yet injured her beauty, burst into a flood of tears, kissed her lips and eyes, as if in the hopes of restoring their animation; and solemnly pronounced a vow, that from