The valet made no long sojourn in his home. He repaired straightway to the Court, and, seeking out the King, required of him his fair daughter in marriage, promising, for his part, that were she given him, he would bear her in his arms to the summit of the mount. The King was no wise wrath in his presumption. He smiled rather at his folly, for how should one so young and slender succeed in a business wherein so many mighty men had failed...