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Ingo
"Put it into my dress," said the King; "I will for thy sake, take care that Queen Gisela shall not see the thing." On the following morning the minstrel left the castle. The King looked after his messenger distrustfully, and thought in his own mind: "My forest fox will hardly bring this stranger to my castle; if they refuse my demand, then they will give me a ground for going against them, to break their peasant pride, and make an end of their free confederation. But then they will choose Ingo for their leader, and he appears to me a brave hero, and there might be a hard fight among logwood and forest mushrooms. No one knows what would be the end of it; and I have no wish to make my body a footstool over which another might rise to the throne." Thus, full of anxious care, he drank his mead, concealing his thoughts even from the Queen, who with her large eyes looked inquiringly at him, and sometimes guessed his thoughts. Day after day passed, and Ingo did not come. But one evening Sintram, the uncle of Theodulf, knocked at the door. The King received him with open arms, he spoke long and secretly with him, and Gisela remarked that the King gave assurance to the nobleman, with a shake of the hand, "Thy advantage and mine will go together in the forest like two wolves." But as the Hero Sintram departed, the King looked after him also doubtingly, and called him an evil-eyed fox. © 2005 Alfaleith.org. Alfaleith™ is a service mark and trademark of Alfaleith.org. • Web site design by Golden Boar Creations.  |
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