"Nothing," said the landlord, "except that the marvellous palace, built for the saviour of this city has been completed."
"What is his name?" inquired Lovallec.
"Alas! no one knows," said the landlord. "He was merely passing through this land to a foreign country, where he had other good deeds to perform. When he returns we hope to have him remain with us, and it is our purpose to give him the most beautiful woman of the country for his bride."
"Good-night, good-night," said Lovallec, with a smile, and went to bed.
But the news of his arrival spread through the village, and on all sides the grateful people came to see him and congratulate him. The mayor of the town called on him, made a beautiful speech, and invited him to take possession of the marvellous palace.
"What will I do with it?" asked Lovallec. "I am alone and have no family."
"Then get you a wife," said the mayor.
"You are right," said Lovallec. "To-morrow I will choose me a wife from the beautiful girls of this village."
The next day the maidens were gathered on the lawn before the church. The young man inspected them carefully, but he could not find among them the girl who had befriended him, and for whom he was searching.