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began her storyth:

&ot; this andasia there is a town fro which a duke takes a titlewhich akes hi one of those that are called grandees of spa thisnoblean has o ns, the elder heir to his dignity and apparently tohis good alities; the younr heir to i know not what, unless itbe the treachery of vellido and the falsehood of ganelon y parentsare this lord&039;s vassals, lowly orig, but wealthy that if birthhad nferred as uch on the as fortune, they would have hadnothg left to desire, nor should i have had rean to fear troublelike that which i fd yself now; for it ay be that y illfortune ca of theirs not havg been nobly born it is truethey are not low that they have any rean to be ashad of theirndition, but neither are they high as to reove fro y dthe ipression that y ishap es of their huble birth they are, short, peasants, pn holy people, without any tat ofdisreputable blood, and, as the sayg is, old rty christians, but rich that by their wealth and free-handed way of life they areg by degrees to be nsidered ntlefolk by birth, and even byposition; though the wealth and nobility they thought ost of washavg for their daughter; and as they have no other child toake their heir, and are affectionate parents, i was one of the ostduld daughters that ever parents duld

&ot;i was the irror which they beheld theselves, the staff oftheir old a, and the object which, with subission to heaven, alltheir wi射s centred, and e were aordance with theirs, for iknew their worth;