to displease them and run into danger; it was better to
 wait for a favorable opportunity which chance would doubt¬
 less offer. For a whole month I lay in ambush, witnessing
 the same spectacle every morning, when one day I saw a
 huge black cat arrive first at the place of meeting and hide
 itself behind a rock, almost under my hand. A black cat
 could be nothing else than an enchanter, according to what
 I had learned in my childhood, and I resolved to watch him.
 Scarcely had the kingfisher and the adder embraced each
 other when, behold! the cat gathered itself up and sprang
 upon these innocents. It was my turn to throw myself
 upon the wretch, who already held his victims in his mur¬
 derous claws; I seized him, despite his struggles, although
 he tore my hands in pieces, and without pity, knowing
 with whom I had to deal, I took the knife which I used
 to open shell-fish, and cut off the monster’s head, claws,
 and tail, confidently awaiting the success of my devotion.
 
“T did not wait long; no sooner had I thrown the body of
 the animal into the sea than I saw before me two beautiful
 ladies, one crowned with white plumes, the other with a
 serpent’s skin thrown like a scarf across her shoulder. ‘They
 were, as I have already told you, the Fairy of the Waters
 and the Fairy of the Woods, who, enchanted by a wretched
 genie who had learned their secret, had been forced to
 remain a kingfisher and an adder until freed by some