As for Ferránd Gonzálvez, what he said ye now shall hear: "We have in our possession no minted goods and gear."
To him then the Count don Remónd answered to this intent: "All of the gold and silver, the twain of you have spent. Before the King Alfonso, our verdict we proclaim, That ye pay in goods. The Campeador, let him accept the same."
Now saw the Heirs of Carrión what need must be their course. Ye might have seen led thither full many a swift horse, Many fat mules, moreover, and many a well-paced jade, And every sort of armour, and many a fine blade. My lord the Cid accepted even as the court assessed, Beyond the tenscore marks whereof Alfonso stood possessed, To him who in good hour was born the Heirs have paid the price. On others' goods they borrow, for their own will not suffice Know well for fools men took them, from that suit when 'scaped the twain.
CXXXVIII. All of those great possessions my lord the Cid has ta'en. The men keep all that treasure, and they will ward it well. When this was done, a-pondering on other things they fell:
Lord King, for love of charity, a further favor yet, Of my complaints the chiefest, I cannot now forget. Let the whole court now hear me, and have pity on my woe: As for these Heirs of Carrión, the which have shamed me so, I brook not that unchallenged they may go hence away. CXXXIX. "In what thing I affronted you, ye Heirs of Carrión say, In what fashion whatsoever, in earnest or in sport. Let me make amends according to the judgment of the court. Why did ye tear in tatters the fabric of my heart? With great honor from Valencia what time ye did depart, I gave to you my daughters, and besides great wealth and gear. Now say, ye dogs and traitors, since ye did not hold them dear, Why took ye from Valencia what was their dower of right, And wherefore with the girth and spur the ladies did ye smite? Alone in Corpes Forest ye cast the twain away, Unto the savage creatures and the wood-fowl for a prey. In all ye did unto them, like vile men did ye show. Let the Court judge; satisfaction shall I get therefor or no?" CXL. And lo! Count don García has risen up amain: "Let us now have thy favor, best of all kings in Spain. Of the courts proclaimed is now the Cid well versed in the affairs. Since he let it wax so mighty, 'tis a long beard he wears. Some he affrights and others are for fear in sorry case. But as for them of Carrión, theirs is a lofty race, His daughters e'en as lemans to love becomes them not. Who to them for lawful consorts those ladies would allot? When they cast them off, then did they as might the right befit. All things he says soever we value not a whit."