way. In his grief he built himself a hut and dwelt in the forest,
vowing not to go back in quest of Amoret, lest he thereby arouse the
jealousy of his beloved. But to beguile his sorrow he carved
Belphebe's name on every tree, and was kissing these marks when Prince
Arthur, seeing him thus occupied, fancied he had gone mad!

Meantime Timias had also found a dove which had lost its mate, and,
realizing that they were both suffering from similar complaints, bound
around the bird's neck a ruby heart Belphebe had given him. The dove,
flying back to its mistress, enticed her, by fluttering a few paces
ahead of her, to the place where Timias was kissing her name carved
upon a tree. Convinced of his fidelity by such a proof of devotion,
Belphebe reinstated Timias in her favor, and once more ranged the
forest with him, hunting all kinds of game, until poor Timias was
wounded by the Blatant Beast,--Slander,--a monster from whose jaws he
was fortunately rescued by Prince Arthur.

After a partial recovery, Timias rode off with his master, to whom he
confided how he had abandoned Amoret in the forest, and from whom he
inquired whether any further news had been heard about her. To Timias'
satisfaction Arthur assured him she had safely rejoined her husband,
who, finding her wounded in the forest, had carried her off to a
castle and tenderly nursed her back to health. It was only after
witnessing the joyful celebration of the long-postponed wedding
festivities of this reunited couple, that Sir Arthur had started off
on his recent quest for his squire.

Meantime the real Florimell, cast into the sea by the angry fisherman
whose vessel she had entered without permission, was conveyed by
sea-nymphs to Proteus' hall, where, after witnessing the nuptials of