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First Wolf was in great affliction. When he went to his old bench
comrades, who stood in a close crowd before the house of the wounded man, they
gave him hostile looks, turning their backs on him.
Agino said: "He who has stood in a passage of arms against
our comrade is separated from our bench; and if I may give thee good advice
for the last time, it is to avoid our neighborhood, that cold iron may not pay
thee for thy treason."
"You acted shamefully to our guest," retorted Wolf,
vehemently. "I have behaved myself honorably, according to my oath, which
you all then extolled: how could I forsake my master in his danger amidst water
and heather?"
"If thou wast his companion in the danger," replied
the others, "hide thyself in his chamber, and drink among his strangers
the mead that he gives thee; for hated is thy name among us, and thy memory
shall be blotted out from our circle."
Hildebrand also approached him, and began solemnly, "Since
thou wast a boy I have known thee, and would gladly give thee good advice if
I could; but it is an old saying, 'Where the master leads, the man falls to
the ground.' Even if our Prince Answald is kindly disposed toward thee, he can
not defend thee against the anger of the household. Perhaps I may persuade him
to give thee freedom from thy household oath; then thou mayest wander with thy
sword, and seek thy safety in foreign countries."
Wolf stepped aside against the wall of the court, and concealed
his glowing face from the looks of his comrades.
"Is thy traveling-baggage so heavy that thou weepest like
a child, fearing to travel?" said a woman's voice near him.
Wolf answered bitterly: "That thou also mockest me, Frida,
is worse than all else; for on thy account I was happy in the service of the
House."
"There are other houses than this, which lie far away on
the traveling-path of the hero, where a warrior wins more easily the favor of
the master, and perhaps also house and land to enable him to marry. I care not
for a bench of heroes where a woman commands."
"Thou advisest me to go," answered Wolf, in great astonishment,
"and thou thyself remainest here!"
"I am born for the distaff, and I must tarry till a man
lifts me on his horse, and carries me to his house. But a household appears
to me contemptible which first receives a guest with open arms, and is then
frightened at his presence. Mount, and trot courageously over the heather, and
seek a truer lord."
"Thou hast seldom been friendly to me, Frida; yet I feel
it hard to leave thee behind among the boys of the Manor," replied the
honest Wolf.
"Perhaps I also may some time escape from the house,"
answered Frida, boldly. "If I have sometimes been hard with thee, my little
wolf, yet know that I hate the churls here, since they have denied thee comradeship."
She looked at him kindly, and disappeared, and Wolf walked back
comforted to the residence of the guests.
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