But his punishment was as swift as his conduct had been atrocious: his palace was reduced to ashes, and his form was changed into that of a wolf. […] The virtues are at his side: at his feet the eagle who bears the thunderbolt. […] Here he adopted his original shape, and declared his love. […] Alarmed at this phenomenon, Pan took to flight, and the prince, desolate at the loss of his favourite, made one of his attendants, some say his wife, the confidant of his misfortune, begging her not to betray his trust. […] He was represented as blowing with his nervous arm the fires of his forges.