The tailor promptly obeyed, when she quickly pushed back the crystal
lid, stepped out of the coffin and hurried to a corner of the hall, when
she proceeded to wrap herself in a large cloak. Then she sat down on
a stone, desired the young man to come near, and, giving him an
affectionate kiss, she said, ‘My long-hoped-for deliverer, kind heaven
has led you to me, and has at length put an end to all my sufferings.
You are my destined husband, and, beloved by me, and endowed with every
kind of riches and power, you shall spend the remainder of your life in
peace and happiness. Now sit down and hear my story. I am the daughter
of a wealthy nobleman. My parents died when I was very young, and
they left me to the care of my eldest brother, by whom I was carefully
educated. We loved each other so tenderly, and our tastes and interests
were so much alike that we determined never to marry, but to spend our
entire lives together. There was no lack of society at our home. Friends
and neighbours paid us frequent visits, and we kept open house for all.
Thus it happened that one evening a stranger rode up to the castle
and asked for hospitality, as he could not reach the nearest town that
night. We granted his request with ready courtesy, and during supper he
entertained us with most agreeable conversation, mingled with amusing
anecdotes. My brother took such a fancy to him that he pressed him to
spend a couple of days with us, which, after a little hesitation, the
stranger consented to do. We rose late from table, and whilst my brother
was showing our guest to his room I hurried to mine, for I was very
tired and longed to get to bed. I had hardly dropped off to sleep when
I was roused by the sound of some soft and charming music. Wondering
whence it could come, I was about to call to my maid who slept in the
room next mine, when, to my surprise, I felt as if some heavy weight on
my chest had taken all power from me, and I lay there unable to utter
the slightest sound. Meantime, by the light of the night lamp, I saw
the stranger enter my room, though the double doors had been securely
locked. He drew near and told me that through the power of his magic
arts he had caused the soft music to waken me, and had made his way
through bolts and bars to offer me his hand and heart. My repugnance to
his magic was so great that I would not condescend to give any answer.
He waited motionless for some time, hoping no doubt for a favourable
reply, but as I continued silent he angrily declared that he would find
means to punish my pride, and therewith he left the room in a rage.
‘I spent the night in the greatest agitation, and only fell into a doze
towards morning. As soon as I awoke I jumped up, and hurried to tell my
brother all that had happened, but he had left his room, and his servant
told me that he had gone out at daybreak to hunt with the stranger.
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