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Cabriole heard the news, and, gliding in and out among the crowd that clustered around the widow, whispered softly to her “Madam, do not forget poor Avenant.” She rose up, without speaking to anybody, and went straight to the tower. There, with her own hands, she struck off his chains, and putting a crown of gold on his head, said to him, “Be king, and my husband.”
Avenant could not refuse, for in his heart he had loved her all the time. All the people were delighted to have him as their king. The marriage was celebrated in all imaginable pomp, and Avenant and the Fair One with Golden Locks lived and reigned happily together all their days.
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