"Go," she said, "bring a horse and kill it. Bring also some camphor to dry
the skin, which you will hang on the top of the mast." The griffin came,
and she began to cry, saying, "Why don't you conduct me to the house of our
Lord Salomon?"
"To-morrow I will take you."
She said to the son of the King, "Go hide inside the horse." He hid there.
The next day the griffin took away the carcass of the horse, and the young
girl departed also. When they arrived at the house of our Lord Salomon, the
latter said to the griffin, "I told you that the young girl and the young
man should be united."
Full of shame the griffin immediately fled and took refuge in an island.
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