XVII. HOW THEY HUNTED THE STAG 172
XVIII. HOW HERR VON ZIMMERN CAME AGAIN 181
XIX. HOW ERNA AND ALBRECHT TALKED OF LIFE 191
XX. HOW THEY RODE TO FLY THE FALCON 198
XXI. HOW ALBRECHT AND HERR FREDERICH TALKED IN THE WOOD 211
XXII. HOW ALBRECHT RODE HOME 225
XXIII. HOW ERNA SUFFERED 234
XXIV. HOW COUNT STEPHEN MET HERR FREDERICH 242
XXV. HOW FATHER CHRISTOPHER SENT FOR ALBRECHT 252
XXVI. HOW ALBRECHT AND ERNA FORGAVE EACH OTHER 258
ALBRECHT.
I
HOW ONE WENT.
Like a vast sea the mighty Schwarzwald stretched its forests of pine and
its wide wastes of heather around Castle Rittenberg, its surface forever
fretted into waves by the wind. Like the sea it seemed measureless, and
the lands which lay beyond its borders appeared to the scattered
dwellers in its valleys as remote as might appear the continents to the
people of far islands.
Like the sea, moreover, the Schwarzwald was peopled by strange beings,
of whom alike the peasant folk who dwelt upon its borders, the rude
churls whose huts stood here and there in clusters in its less
intractable nooks, and the nobles whose castles overtopped the
wilderness of trees and bracken, went always in secret dread. In the
north lurked the hordes of the Huns, the terrible barbarians who from
time to time descended, hardly human, upon the fertile lands which lay
beyond the borders of the forest, swarming as they went upon whatever
luckless castle lay in their path. The boldest knight might well tremble
at the name of the ferocious Huns, and even the army of Charlemagne
himself had hardly been able to cope with this foe.
But more near at hand, and more terrible than even the Huns, were the
strange creatures who abode in the forest, and who walked invisible at
their will, the mysterious beings who lurked in dim recesses, and of
whom men spoke only in awe-struck whispers. Even what they were it was
not easy to say; and who could tell how they were offended or how to be
placated? The nixies of the lakes and streams; the dwarfs and gnomes of
cave and mountain; the kobolds, who were more daring and more human in
appearance than either, so that haply a man might endanger not only his
life but even his soul holding commerce with them, unsuspecting that
they were not of his fellow mortals,--all these and many others dwelt in
the shadowy recesses, and against these not even the hosts of the Great
Emperor would avail.
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