Said Martin, "Let the chests be ta'en as swiftly as may be, Take them, Raquél and Vidas, and keep them in your care. And we shall even go with you that the money we may bear, For ere the first cock croweth must my lord the Cid depart."
At the loading of the coffers you had seen great joy of heart. For they could not heave the great chests up though they were stark and hale. Dear was the minted metal to Vidas and Raquél; And they would be rich forever till their two lives it were o'er
X. The hand of my good lord the Cid, Raquél had kissed once more: "Ha! Campeador, in happy hour thou girdedst on the brand. Forth from Castile thou goest to the men of a strange land. Such is become thy fortune and great thy gain shall be Ah Cid, I kiss thine hands again--but make a gift to me Bring me a Moorish mantle splendidly wrought and red." "So be it. It is granted," the Cid in answer said, "If from abroad I bring it, well doth the matter stand; If not, take it from the coffers I leave here in your hand."
And then Raquél and Vidas bore the two chests away. With Martin Antolínez into Burgos entered they. And with fitting care, and caution unto their dwelling sped. And in the midmost of the hall a plaited quilt they spread. And a milk-white cloth of linen thereon did they unfold. Three hundred marks of silver before them Martin told. And forthwith Martin took them, no whit the coins he weighed. Then other marks three hundred in gold to him they paid. Martin had five esquires. He loaded all and one. You shall hear what said don Martin when all this gear was done:
"Ha! don Raquél and Vidas, ye have the coffers two. Well I deserve a guerdon, who obtained this prize for you."
XI. Together Vidas and Raquél stepped forth apart thereon: "Let us give him a fair present for our profit he has won. Good Martin Antolínez in Burgos that dost dwell, We would give thee a fair present for thou deserves well. Therewith get breeches and a cloak and mantle rich and fine. Thou hast earned it. For a present these thirty marks are thine. For it is but just and honest, and, moreover, thou wilt stand Our warrant in this bargain whereto we set our hand."
Don Martin thanked them duly and took the marks again. He yearned to leave the dwelling and well he wished the twain. He is gone out from Burgos. O'er the Arlanzon he went. And him who in good hour was born he found within his tent.