At this, the heart of the girl swelled within her. The hardest tasks
were always given to her, and long before the two years were up, she
would be worn out and useless. But while these thoughts passed through
her mind, a fearful rain fell, such as no man remembered before, and
rose till the mares were standing up to their knees in water. Then as
suddenly it stopped, and, behold! the water was ice, which held the
animals firmly in its grasp. And the princess’s heart grew light again,
and she sat down gaily to milk them, as if she had done it every morning
of her life.
The love of the emperor for Iliane waxed greater day by day, but she
paid no heed to him, and always had an excuse ready to put off their
marriage. At length, when she had come to the end of everything she
could think of, she said to him one day: ‘Grant me, Sire, just one
request more, and then I will really marry you; for you have waited
patiently this long time.’
‘My beautiful dove,’ replied the emperor, ‘both I and all I possess are
yours, so ask your will, and you shall have it.’
‘Get me, then,’ she said, ‘a flask of the holy water that is kept in a
little church beyond the river Jordan, and I will be your wife.’
Then the emperor ordered Fet-Fruners to ride without delay to the river
Jordan, and to bring back, at whatever cost, the holy water for Iliane.
‘This, my mistress,’ said Sunlight, when she was saddling him, ‘is the
last and most difficult of your tasks. But fear nothing, for the hour of
the emperor has struck.’
So they started; and the horse, who was not a wizard for nothing, told
the princess exactly where she was to look for the holy water.
‘It stands,’ he said, ‘on the altar of a little church, and is guarded
by a troop of nuns. They never sleep, night or day, but every now and
then a hermit comes to visit them, and from him they learn certain
things it is needful for them to know. When this happens, only one of
the nuns remains on guard at a time, and if we are lucky enough to hit
upon this moment, we may get hold of the vase at once; if not, we shall
have to wait the arrival of the hermit, however long it may be; for
there is no other means of obtaining the holy water.’
They came in sight of the church beyond the Jordan, and, to their great
joy, beheld the hermit just arriving at the door. They could hear him
calling the nuns around him, and saw them settle themselves under a
tree, with the hermit in their midst--all but one, who remained on
guard, as was the custom.
The hermit had a great deal to say, and the day was very hot, so the
nun, tired of sitting by herself, lay down right across the threshold,
and fell sound asleep.
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