"Oh! Oh! How your eyes sparkle as you speak, Karadeucq."
"If they sparkle, grandfather, it is because they are moist. Whenever I hear you speak of the Chief of the Hundred Valleys tears come to my eyes."
"What is the matter with Erer, father? The dog growls between his teeth and pricks up his ears."
"Grandfather, do you hear the watchdog bark?"
"Something must be going on outside of the house—"
"Alas! If it is the gods who wish to punish my son for his audacious wishes, their anger is swift—Karadeucq, come near me."
"What! Madalen—there you are weeping and embracing the boy, as if really misfortune threatened him. Come, be more sensible!"
"Do you not hear the dogs barking louder and louder? And there is Erer now running to the door. There is something wrong going on outside—"
"Fear not, mother; it is some wolf prowling about. Where is my bow?"
"Karadeucq, you stay here—"