"'Silence, sir!' continued the old knight. 'If I should act now as my fathers would have done, I should fling you through that very window which helped you, like a robber, into this room; but I charge myself with blame already in this business, and I am more disposed to mercy. Come hither, young man. I know the fire and boldness of our youth. Give my child your hand; you are her future husband. May God prosper you both, and send his blessing on your union!' "Bolko quaffed with the sturdy Baron of T---- until an early hour of the morning. The happy Emma acted the part of Hebe, and presented the flagons to the merry carousers. * * * * * "'Why have you withheld this from me?' asked Hubert, when Bolko related to him the unaccountable restoration of the ring. 'Oh, youth, youth! inconsiderate even to madness, and only content to listen to the voice of wisdom when they can of themselves find no outlet from difficulty and danger.' "Bolko stood with folded arms at the window, gazing into the forest, and upon the lofty turrets of Castle T---- peeping in the grey distance above it. "'Thou hast not visited the moor of late?' asked Hubert, after a pause. "'What should I do there?' answered Bolko peevishly. 'Why should I spend my days in chasing an apparition, the mere creation of an over-heated fancy?' "'Beware whom thou calumniatest!' said Hubert solemnly. 'Beware of the mysterious being that can deal out weal or woe to thee and all thy race! One whom thou mightest have appeased hadst thou been obedient and followed my instructions.' "'Thy instructions!' repeated Bolko hastily. 'It is because I have listened too patiently to thy advice, because I have connected myself with thy aërial and capricious schemes, that I am the most miserable of men. But for thy persuasion and thy childish parchment, I should never have dreamed of making love to a ghost.' "Hubert disregarded the youth's reproaches. "'Rage avails not here,' he said calmly. 'Wisdom alone can save thee. Listen to me. Women are women ever, even such as we call supernatural--easy to anger, easy to persuade--before flattery the weakest of the weak. Praise the ugliest for her beauty, and she smiles graciously, yea, with the mirror before her eyes. Speak the plain truth, and you are a rough uncouth companion. They thrive best upon the sugary food of delusion--therefore, delude them. It is the rattle of these eternal glorious children!' "'What wouldst thou have me do?' "'Cast the ring into the Spring, and pray to Auriola for forgiveness.' "'And if she prove obstinate?' "'Have no fear; she will forgive you. Here is the ring; take it; it is once more united!'