The wedding festivities lasted fifteen days, but even after they were over the Infantes of Carrion tarried in Valencia, thus giving the Cid more than one opportunity to regret having bestowed his daughters’ hands upon youths who possessed neither courage nor nobility of character.  While the young men were still lingering in Valencia, it happened one afternoon—­while the Cid lay sleeping in the hall—­that a huge lion, kept in the court-yard for his amusement, escaped from its keepers.  While those present immediately rushed forward to protect the sleeper, the Cid’s sons-in-law, terrified at the sight of the monster, crept one beneath the hero’s couch and the other over a wine-press, thus soiling his garments so he was not fit to be seen.  At the lion’s roar the Cid awoke.  Seeing at a glance what had occurred, he sprang forward, then, laying a powerful hand on the animal’s mane, compelled him to follow him out of the hall, and thrust him ignominiously back into his cage.

Because the Infantes had so plainly revealed their cowardice, people made fun of them, until they roused their resentment to such an extent that, when the Moors again threatened Valencia, they offered to go forth and defend the Cid.  This show of courage simply delighted the old hero, who sallied forth accompanied by both sons-in-law and by the bishop, who was a mighty fighter.  Although most of the warriors present did wonders on this occasion, the Infantes of Carrion were careful not to run any risk, although one of them purchased a horse which a soldier had won from the Moors, and shamelessly passed it off as his own trophy.  Pleased to think this son-in-law had so distinguished himself, the Cid complimented him after the battle, where he himself had slain so many Moors and won so much booty that he was able to send another princely present to Alfonso.  Perceiving they were still objects of mockery among the followers of the Cid, the Infantes now begged permission to take their wives home, although their real intention was to make these helpless girls pay for the insults they had received.  Although the Cid little suspected this fact, he regretfully allowed his daughters to depart, and tried to please his sons-in-law by bestowing upon them the choice swords, Tizona and Colada, won in the course of his battles against the Moors.

Two days’ journey from Valencia the Infantes prepared to carry out the revenge they had planned, but while conferring in regard to its details were overheard by a Moor, who, vowing he would have nothing to do with such cowards, left them unceremoniously.  Sending on their main troops with a cousin of the girls, Felez Munoz, who served as their escort, the Infantes led their wives into a neighboring forest, where, after stripping them, they beat them cruelly, kicked them with their spurs, and abandoned them grievously wounded and trembling for their lives.  When the Infantes rejoined their suite minus their wives, Felez Munoz, suspecting something was wrong, rode back hastily,