CHAPTER VII.

The cocks had already crowed before I fell asleep, and when I awoke Ann

was sitting in front of the mirror, plaiting her hair. I knew full well

what had led her to quit her bed so early, and, as she met her lover at

breakfast, her form and face meseemed had gained in beauty, so that I

could not take my eyes off from her. My aunt and his Excellency marked

the wonderful change which had taken effect in her that night, and the

gentleman thenceforth waited closely on Ann and sued for her favor like a

young man, in spite of his grey hair, while worthy Master Besserer

followed his ensample.

At the first favorable chance I drew Herdegen apart. Ann had already

told him that I had been witness to their first meeting again; this

indeed pleased him ill, and when I asked him as to how he purposed to

demean himself henceforth towards his betrothed, he answered that matters

had not gone so far with them; and that until he had taken his Doctor's

hood we must keep the secret I had by chance discovered closely hidden

from all the good people of Nuremberg; that much water would flow into

the sea or ere he could bid me wag my tongue, if our grand-uncle should

continue to bear the weight of his years so bravely. For the present he

was one of the happiest of men on earth, and if I loved him I must help

him to enjoy his heart's desire, and often see the lovely violet which

had bloomed so sweetly for him here in the deep heart of the forest.

His bright young spirit smiled upon my soul once more as it had done long

ago. Only his unloving mention of our grand-uncle, who had been as a

second father to him, struck to my heart, and this I said to him; adding

likewise, that it must be a point of honor with him to give and take

rings with Ann, even though it should be in secret.

This he was ready and glad to do; I gave him the gold ring, with a hearty

good will, which Cousin Maud had given me for my confirmation, and he put

it on his sweetheart's finger that very day, albeit her silver ring was

too small for his little finger. So he bid her wear it, and solemnly

promised to keep his troth, even without a ring, till the next home-

coming; and Ann put her trust in her lover as surely as in rock and iron.

Many were the guests who came to the forest that fair autumn tide; there

was no end of hunting and sport of all kinds, and Ann was ever ready and

well content to share her lover's fearless delight in the chase; when she

came home from the forest the joy of her heart shone more clearly than

ever in her eyes; and seeing her then and thus, no man could doubt that

she was at the crown and top of human happiness. Albeit, up on that

height meseemed a keen wind was blowing, which she did battle with so

hardly that through many a still night I could hear her sighs. Withal

she showed a strange selfishness such as I had never before marked in

her, which, however, only concerned her lover, with constant unrest when

apart from others whom she loved; and all this grieved me, though indeed

I could not remedy it.

Strangest of all, as it seemed to me, was it that these twain who

erewhile had never spent an hour together without singing, would now pass

day after day without a song. But then I remembered how that the maiden

nightingale likewise pipes her sweetest only so long as her bosom is full

of pining love; but so soon as she has given her heart wholly to her

mate, her song grows shorter and less tender.

Not that this pair had as yet gone so far as this; and once, when I gave

them warning that they should not forget how to sing, they marvelled at

their own neglect, and as thereupon they began to sing it sounded sweeter

and stronger than in former days.

Among the youths who at that time enjoyed the hospitality of the

Waldstromers, Herdegen's friend, Franz von Welemisl, held the foremost

place. He was the son of a Bohemian baron, and his mother, who was dead,

had been of one of the noblest families of Hungary. And whereas his name

was somewhat hard to the German tongue, we one and all called him simply

Ritter Franz or Sir Franz. He was a well made and well favored youth in

face and limb, who had found such pleasure in my brother's company at

Erfurt that he had gone with him to Padua. His father's sudden death

had taken him home from college sooner than Herdegen, and he was now

in mourning weed. He ever held his head a little bowed, and whereas

Herdegen, with his brave, splendid manners and his long golden locks,

put some folks in mind of the sun, a poet might have likened his friend

to the moon, inasmuch as he had the same gentle mien and pale

countenance, which seemed all the more colorless for his thick, sheeny

black hair which framed it, with out a wave or a curl. His voice had a

sorrowful note, and it went to my heart to see how loving was his

devotion to my brother. He, for his part, was well pleased to find in

the young knight the companionship he had erewhile had in the pueri.

After the young Bohemian's father had departed this life, the Emperor

himself had dubbed his sorrowing son Knight, and nevertheless he was

devoid alike of pride and scornfulness. When, with his sad black eyes,

he looked into mine, humbly and as though craving comfort, I might easily

have lulled my soul with the glad thought that I likewise had opened the

door to Love; but then I cared not if I saw him, and I thought of him but

coldly, and this gave the lie to such hopes; what I felt was no more than

the compassion due to a young man who was alone in the world, without

parents or brethren or near kin.

One morning I went to seek Herdegen in the armory and there found him

stripped of his jerkin, with sleeves turned up; and with him was the

Bohemian, striving with an iron file to remove from my brother's arm a

gold bracelet which was not merely fastened but soldered round his arm.

So soon as he saw that I had at once descried the band, though he

attempted to hide it with his sleeve, he sought to put off my

questioning, at first with a jest and then with wrathful impatience flung

on his jerkin and turned his back on me. Forthwith I examined Ritter

Franz, and he was led to confess to me that a fair Italian Marchesa had

prevailed on Herdegen to have this armlet riveted on to his arm in token

of his ever true service.

On learning this I was moved to great dread both for my brother's sake

and for Ann's; and when I presently upbraided him for his breach of faith

he threw his arms round me with his wonted outrageous humor and

boisterous spirit, and said: What more would I have, since that I had

seen with my own eyes that he was trying to be quit of that bond? To get

at the Marchesa he would need to cross a score of rivers and streams; and

even in our virtuous town of Nuremberg it was the rule that a man might

be on with a new love when he had left the third bridge behind him.

I liked not this fashion of speech, and when he saw that I was ill-

pleased and grieved, instead of falling in with his merry mood, he took

up a more earnest vein and said: "Never mind, Margery. Only one tall

tree of love grows in my breast, and the name of it is Ann; the little

flowers that may have come up round it when I was far away have but a

short and starved life, and in no case can they do the great tree a

mischief."

Then with all my heart I besought him that, as he had now bound up the

life and happiness of the sweetest and most loving maid on earth with his

own, he would ever keep his faith and be to her a true man. Seeing,

however, that he was but little moved by this counsel, the hot blood of

the Schoppers mounted to my head and thereupon I railed at his sayings

and doings as sinful and cruel, and he likewise flared out and bid me

beware how I spoke ill of my own father; for that like as he, Herdegen,

had carried the image of Ann in his heart, so had father carried that of

our dear mother beyond the Alps, and nevertheless at Padua he had played

the lute under the balcony of many a blackeyed dame, and won the name of

"the Singer" there. A living fire, quoth he, waxed not the colder

because more than one warmed herself thereat; all the matter was only to

keep the place of honor for the right owner, and of that Ann was ever

certain.

Sir Franz was witness to these words, and when presently Herdegen had

quitted the room, he strove to appease and to comfort me, saying that his

greatly gifted friend, who was full of every great and good quality, had

but this one weakness: namely, that he could not make a manful stand

against the temptations that came of his beauty and his gifts. He, Franz

himself was of different mould.

And he went on to confess that he loved me, and that, if I would but

consent to be his, he would ever cherish and serve me, with more humility

and faithfulness even than his well-beloved Lord and King, who had dubbed

him knight while he was yet so young.

And his speech sounded so warm and true, so full of deep and tender

desires, that at any other time I might have yielded. But at that hour I

was minded to trust no man; for, if Herdegen's love were not the truth,

whereas it had grown up with him and was given to one above me in so many

ways, what man's mind could I dare to build on? Yea, and I was too full

of care for the happiness of my brother and of my friend to be ready to

think of my own; so I could only speak him fair, but say him nay. Hardly

had I said the words when a strange change came over him; his calm, sad

face suddenly put on a furious aspect, and in his eyes, which hitherto

had ever been gentle, there was a fire which affrighted me. Nay and even

his voice, as he spoke, had a sharp ring in it, as though the bells had

cracked which erewhile had tolled so sweet a peal. And all he had to say

was a furious charge against me who had, said he, led him on by eye and

speech, only to play a cruel trick upon him, with words of dreadful

purpose against the silent knave who had come between him and me to

defraud him; and by this he meant the Swabian, Junker von Kalenbach.

I was about to upbraid him for his rude and discourteous manners when we

heard, outside, a loud outcry, and Ann ran in to fetch me. All in the

Lodge who had legs came running together; all the hounds barked and

howled as though the Wild Huntsman were riding by, and mingling therewith

lo! a strange, outlandish piping and drumming.

A bear-leader, such as I had before now seen at the town-fair, had made

his way to the Lodge, and the swarthy master, with his two companions, as

it might be his brothers, were like all the men of their tribe. A thick

growth of hair covered the mouth below an eaglenose, and on their shaggy

heads they wore soft red bonnets. One was followed by a tall camel,

slowly marching along with an ape perched on his hump; the other led a

brown bear with a muzzle on his snout.

The master's wife, and a dark-faced young wench, were walking by the side

of a little wagon having two wheels, to which an over-worked mule was

harnessed. A youth, of may-be twelve years of age, blew upon a pipe for

the bear to dance, and inasmuch as he had no clothes but a ragged little

coat, and a sharp east wind was blowing, he quaked with cold and shivered

as he piped. Notwithstanding he was a fine lad, well-grown, and with a

countenance of outlandish but well nigh perfect beauty. He had come, for

certain, from some distant land; yet was he not of the same race as the

others.

When we had seen enough of the show, my uncle commanded that meat should

be brought for the wanderers; and when pease-pottage and other messes had

been given them, they fetched, from under the wagon-tilt, a swarthy babe,

which, meseemed was a sweet little maid albeit she was so dark-colored.

Ann and I gazed at these folks while they ate, and it seemed strange to

us to see that the well-favored lad put away from him with horror the

bacon which the old bear-leader set before him; and for this the man

dealt him a rude blow.

After their meal the master went on his way; and when we likewise had

eaten our dinner, my dear godfather and uncle, Christian Pfinzing, came

from the town, bringing a troop of mercenaries to the camp where they

were to be trained that they might fight against the Hussites. He, like

the other guests, made friends with the strangers, and in his merry

fashion he bid the older bear leader tell our fortunes by our hands,

while the young ones should dance.

The man then read the future for each of us; my fortune was sheer folly,

whereof no single word ever came true. He promised my brother a Count's

coronet and a wife from a race of princes; and when Ann heard it, and

held up her finger at Herdegen for shame, he whispered in her ear that

she was of the race of the Sovereign Queen of all queens--of Venus, ruler

of the universe. All this she heard gladly; yet could no one persuade

her to let her hand be read.

At last it was the woman's turn to dance; before she began she had

smoothed her hair and tied it with small gold pieces; and indeed she was

a well grown maid and slender, well-favored in face and shape, with a

right devilish flame in her black eyes. It was a strange but truly a

pleasing thing to see her; first she laid a dozen of eggs in a circle on

the grass, and then she beat her tambourine to the piping of the lad and

the drumming of one of the men who had remained with her, and rattled it

over her head with wanton lightness till the bells in the hoop rang out,

while she turned and bent her supple body in a mad, swift whirl, bowing

and rising again. Her falcon eyes never gazed at the ground, but were

ever fixed upwards or on the bystanders, and nevertheless her slender

bare feet never went nigh the eggs in the wildest spinning of her dance.

The gentlemen, and we likewise, clapped our hands; then, while she stayed

to take breath, she snatched Herdegen's hat from his head--and she had

long had her eye on him--and gathered all the eggs into it with much

bowing and bending to the measure of the music. When she had put all the

eggs into the hat she offered it to my brother kneeling on one knee, and

she touched the rim of her tambourine with her lips. The froward fellow

put his fingers to his lips, as the little children do to blow a kiss,

and when his eyes fell on that wench's, meseemed that this was not the

first time they had met.

It was now a warm and windless autumn day, and after dinner my aunt was

carried out into the courtyard. When the dancing was at an end, she, as

was her wont, questioned the men and the elder woman as to all she

desired to know; and, learning from them that the men were likewise

tinkers, she bid Ann hie to the kitchen and command that the house-keeper

should bring together all broken pots and pans. But now, near by the

wagon, was a noise heard of furious barking, and the pitiful cry of a

child.

The Junker, who had set forth early in the day to scour the woods, had

but now come home; the hounds with him had scented strangers, and had

rushed on the brown babe, which was playing in the sand behind the wagon,

making cakes and pasties. The dogs were indeed called off in all haste,

but one of them, a spiteful badger-hound, had bitten deep into the little

one's shoulder.

I ran forthwith to the spot, and picked up the babe in my arms, seeing

its red blood flow; but the elder woman rushed at me, beside her wits

with rage, to snatch it from me; and whereas she was doubtless its mother

or grand-dame, I might have yielded up the child, but that Ritter Franz

came to me in haste to bid me, from my Aunt Jacoba, carry it to her.

Who better than she knew the whole art and secret of healing the wounds

of a hound's making? And so I told the old dame, to comfort her, albeit

she struggled furiously to get the babe from me. Nay and she might have

done so if the little thing had not clung round my neck with its right

arm that had no hurt, as lovingly as though it had been mine own and no

kin to the shrieking old woman.

But ere long a clear and strange light was cast on the matter; for when

we had loosened the child's little shirt, and my aunt had duly washed the

blood from the wounds, under the dark hue of its skin behold it was

tender white, and so it was plain that here was a stolen child, needing

to be rescued.

Then the house-stewardess, the widow of a forester whose husband had been

slain by poachers, and who labored bravely to bring up her five orphan

children, with my aunt's help--this woman, I say, now remembered that

when she had made her pilgrimage, but lately, to Vierzehnheiligen, the

Knight von Hirschhorn, treasurer to the Lord Bishop of Bamberg at

Schesslitz, not far from the place of pilgrimage, had lost a babe, stolen

away by vagabond knaves. Then Aunt Jacoba bethought herself that

restitution and benevolence might be made one; and, quoth she, this

matter might greatly profit the housekeeper and her little ones, inasmuch

as that the sorrowing father had promised a ransom of thirty Hungarian

ducats to him who should bring back his little daughter living; and

forthwith the whole tribe of the bear-leaders were to be bound. The old

beldame gave our men a hard job, for she tried to make off to the forest,

and called aloud: "Hind--Hind!" which was the young wench's name, with

outlandish words which doubtless were to warn her to flee; but the

serving men gained their end and made the wild hag fast.

Ann was pale and in pain with her head aching, but she helped my aunt to

tend the child; and I was glad, inasmuch as I conceived that I knew where

to find Herdegen and the young dancing wench, and I cared only to save

his poor betrayed sweetheart from shame and sorrow. I crept away,

unmarked, through the garden of herbs behind the lodge, to a moss but

which my banished cousin had built up for me, in a covert spot between

two mighty beech-trees, while I was yet but a school maid.

Verily my imagination was not belied, for whereas I passed round the

pine-grove I heard my brother cry out: "Ah--wild cat!" and the hussy's

loathsome laugh. And thereupon they both came forth, only in the doorway

he held her back to kiss her. At this she showed her white teeth, and

meseemed she would fain bite him; she thrust him away and laughed as she

said: "To-night; not too much at once." Howbeit he snatched her to him,

and thereupon I called him by name and went forward.

He let her go soon enough then, but he stamped with his foot for sheer

rage. This, indeed, moved me not; with a calm demeanor I bid the wench

follow me, and to that faithless knave I cried: "Fie!" in a tone of

scorn which must have made his ears burn a good while. Before we entered

the garden I bid him go round about the house and come upon the others

from the right hand; she was to come with me and round by the left side.

I now saw that there were shreds of moss and dry leaves in the young

woman's hair and bid her brush them out. This she did with a mocking

smile, and said in scorn: "Your lover?"

"Nay," said I, "far from it. But yet one whom I would fain shield from

evil." She shrugged her shoulders; I only said: "Come on."

As we went round to the front of the house the elder woman was being led

away with her hands bound, and no sooner did the young one descry her

than she picked up her skirts and with one wild rush tried to be off and

away. I called Spond, my trusty guard, and bid him stay her; and the

noble hound dogged her steps till the men could catch her and lead her to

my aunt. The lady questioned her closely, deeming that so young and

comely a creature might be less stubborn that the old hag who had grown

grey in sins; but Hind stood dumb and made as though she knew not our

language. As to Herdegen, he meanwhile had greeted Ann with great

courtesy; nevertheless he had kept close to the dancing wench, and took

upon himself to tie her bonds and lead her to the dungeon cell. He sped

well, inasmuch as he got away with her alone, as he desired; for Sir

Franz delayed me again, and such a suit as he now pleaded can but seldom

have found a match, for I was bent only on following my brother, to

rescue him from the vagabond woman's snares; and while the knight held

me fast by the hand, and swore he loved me, I was only striving to be

free, and gazing after Herdegen and Hind, heeding him not. At length

he hurt my hand, which I could not get away from him; and whereas he was

beginning to look wildly and to seem crazed, I besought him to leave me

free henceforth and try his fortune elsewhere. But still he would never

have set me free so hastily if an evil star had not brought the Swabian

Junker to the spot.

Sir Franz, without a word of greeting or warning, went up to him and

upbraided him for having caused a mischief to a helpless babe through his

heedless conduct. But if Sir Franz knew not already that he, to whom he

spoke as roughly as though he were a froward serving man, was in truth

son and heir of a right noble house, he learnt it now. His last words

were: "And for the future have your savage hounds in better governance!"

Whereupon the other coolly answered: "And you, your tongue."

On this the other shrugged his shoulders and replied in scorn that to be

sure his tongue was for use and not for silence like some folks'. And I

marvelled where the Swabian, who was so slow of speech, found the words

for retort and answer, till at length it was too much for him and he laid

his hand on his hanger as a second and a sharper tongue.

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