|
A deep silence followed these exciting words. Prince Answald
looked down gloomily, and Hildebrand also had difficulty in concealing his emotion.
"We are at peace with Romans and Allemanns," he said
at last, cautiously; "and we Thuringians do not fear the might of Cæsar.
But thou thyself, as I perceive, wast in the neighborhood when the battle was
fought, and thou hast since then avoided the villages of the Catts, who, as
thou sayest, are inclined toward the Romans. I do not ask thee to whom thou
hast wished the victory."
"I give information without questions," exclaimed the
stranger, proudly. "I have not taken Roman pay."
A ray of kindliness shot from the eyes of the Chief. "Thou
art not an Allemann," he said; "from thy speech thou art one of the
children of our gods, who dwell far in the east."
"A Vandal from the Oder," replied the stranger, hastily.
"It is a far way from thy native land to the battlefield
on the Rhine, wanderer. Have thy people sent any warriors to the fight?"
"I came to the Rhine without any of my countrymen. A bitter
fate has driven me from the halls of my home."
"A bitter fate is the work of God, or of the perversity
of man. May thy heart not be oppressed by what has caused thee to leave thy
home!"
The stranger bowed his head gratefully. "The anxiety of
the guest is to please his host; forgive me if I seek to learn what makes thee
so familiar with the stranger. I have heard in my home, from a song of the minstrels,
that in my father's time a hero from Thuringia fought among the warriors of
my people against the Romans, far south by the Danube: Irmfried was his name."
The Prince drew himself up in his seat, and said: "His hand
lay with a blessing on my head; he was my father."
"He became a blood-brother to a warrior of my people. When
the Prince departed from my home, he with powerful hand broke in two a Roman
gold piece, and left the half behind, that it might be a token of friendship
for later generations. If the half of the gold piece is thine, the other is
mine."
He held the bright bit of gold toward the Prince, who rose eagerly
from his seat, and examined the piece at the light.
"Keep silence!" he exclaimed, imploringly. "Let
no one speak a word. Go, Hildebrand, and carry to thy mistress this token, that
she may put it to the other half, and tell her to be alone when I bring the
stranger to her."
Hildebrand hastened out; the host drew near to the guest, and
regarded him with astonishment from head to foot.
"Who art thou, man, that bringest so high a greeting to
our house?" then, joyfulling continuing, "There is no need to seek
for a token; ever since thou hast passed the threshold thou hast stirred my
heart. Come with me, thou hero, that thou mayest tell me thy name, where both
halves of the secret token will be joined." He stepped hastily forward;
the stranger followed.
© 2005 Alfaleith.org. Alfaleith™ is a service mark and trademark
of Alfaleith.org. • Web site design by Golden
Boar Creations. |