So far as needful to us of this world, Where power of sinning is no longer ours.” Then, to give place perchance to one behind, Whom he had near, he vanished in the fire As fish in water going to the bottom. I moved a little tow’rds him pointed out, And said that to his name my own desire 1051 An honorable place was making ready. He of his own free will began to say: Tan m’ abellis vostre cortes deman, Que jeu nom’ puesc ni vueill a vos cobrire; Jeu sui Arnaut, que plor e vai chantan; 1052 Consiros vei la passada folor, E vei jauzen lo jorn qu’ esper denan. Ara vus prec per aquella valor, Que vus condus al som de la scalina, Sovenga vus a temprar ma dolor. 1053 Then hid him in the fire that purifies them.