Loud they sang each other's praises, those Heirs of Carrión, And of their deeds the tidings through all these lands were known. Of the good King don Alfonso the heart for grief was torn. To Valencia the city now are the tidings borne. To my lord Cid the Campeador that message when they brought, Thereon for a full hour's space, he pondered and he thought. His hand he has uplifted and gripped his beard amain: "Now unto Christ be glory who o'er all the earth doth reign. Since thus sought they of Carrión to keep mine honor whole. Now by this beard that never was plucked by living soul, Thereby the Heirs of Carrión no pleasure shall they gain. As for the dames my daughters, I shall marry well the twain. The Cid and all his courtiers were sorry grievously, Heart and soul Alvar Fañez a sad man was he. Minaya with Per Vermudóz straightway the steed bestrode, And good Martin Antolínez in Burgos that abode, With ten score horse that to that end the Cid set in array. Most earnestly he charged them to ride both night and day, And to the town Valencia his daughters twain to bring. About their lord's commandment there was no tarrying. Swiftly they got on horseback and rode both day and night. Into Gormaz they entered, a strong place of might. In sooth one night they lodged there. To Saint Stephen's tidings flew That Minaya was come thither to bring home his cousins two. The dwellers in Saint Stephen's, as becomes the true and brave, To Minaya and his henchmen a noble welcome gave, And for tribute to Minaya brought that night of cheer good store. He desired not to accept it, but he thanked them well therefor; "Thanks, stout men of Saint Stephen's, for ye bear you wise and well. For the honor that ye did us, for the thing that us befel, Where bides the Cid the Campeador he gives true thanks to you, As I do here. May God on high give you your payment due." Therewith they thanked him greatly, with him were all content Then swiftly to their lodging to rest that night they went. Where bode his kin, Minaya to see them went his ways. Dame Sol and Dame Elvíra upon him fixed their gaze: "So heartily we thank thee, as our eyes on God were set, And prithee thank Him for it, since we are living yet. In the days of ease thereafter, in Valencia when we dwell, The tale of our affliction, we shall have strength to tell.