Sintram and his companions . vision. Come down Vhe beckoned ; and Sintram slid down the side of the pre-cipice, full of anxious haste. He was going to attend tothe wounded man, but Folko said, First cut off the headand claws of the bear which I slew. I promised to bringthe spoils of the chase to my lovely Gabrielle. Thencome to me, and bind up my wounds. My right arm isbroken. Sintram obeyed the barons commands. Whenthe tokens of victory had been secured, and the brokenarm bound up, Folko desired the youth to help him backto the castle. O heavens \ said Sintram in a low voice, if I daredto loo
Sintram and his companions . vision. Come down Vhe beckoned ; and Sintram slid down the side of the pre-cipice, full of anxious haste. He was going to attend tothe wounded man, but Folko said, First cut off the headand claws of the bear which I slew. I promised to bringthe spoils of the chase to my lovely Gabrielle. Thencome to me, and bind up my wounds. My right arm isbroken. Sintram obeyed the barons commands. Whenthe tokens of victory had been secured, and the brokenarm bound up, Folko desired the youth to help him backto the castle. O heavens \ said Sintram in a low voice, if I daredto look in your face! or only knew how to come nearyou! 72 SINTRAM AND HIS COMPANIONS. Thou wert indeed going on in an evil course/ saidMontfaucon gravely ; but how could we, any of us, standbefore God, did not repentance help us ! At any rate,thou hast now saved my life, and let that thought cheerthy heart. The youth with tenderness and strength supported thebarons left arm, and they both went their way silently inthe SINTRAM AND HIS COMPANIONS. 73 CHAPTER XVIII. Sounds of wailing were heard from the castle as theyapproached; the chapel was solemnly lighted up; withinit knelt Gabrielle, lamenting for the death of the knightof Montfaucon. But how quickly was all changed, when the noblebaron, pale indeed, and bleeding, yet having escaped allmortal danger, stood smiling at the entrance of the holybuilding, and said, in a low, gentle voice, Look up,Gabrielle, and be not affrighted ; for, by the honour ofmy race, thy knight still lives. Oh! with what joy didGabrielles eyes sparkle, as she turned to her knight, andthen raised thern again to heaven, still streaming, but fromthe deep source of thankful joy! With the help of twopages, Folko knelt down beside her, and they both sanc-tified their happiness with a silent prayer. AVhen they left the chapel, the wcfunded knight beingtenderly supported by his lady, Sintram was standingwithout in the darkness, himself as gloomy as the n
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