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Afterwards everything went on as before, but the motherliness of aunts and sisters knew no bounds. They furnished the wing, arranged the rooms, settled everything; Frithiof was never consulted in the matter. The preparations for the wedding were completed. Old friends, buried in the provinces, were hunted up and invited to be present at the ceremony. The wedding took place.
"What is impossible?" he exclaimed. "That a wealthy gentleman like you should marry a poor girl like me." There was no denying the aptitude of her remark, and Frithiof felt that he was worsted. His love for her was boundless, but he could see no possibility of bringing his doe safely through the pack which guarded house and home; they would tear her to pieces.
One night, however, as Frithiof was musing on the deck of his vessel, gazing into the cloudless sky, a vision of the past rose up before him: old familiar faces crowded round him, and in their midst he marked one, best beloved of all, pale, sad, with sorrowful eyes; and her lips moved, and he seemed to hear her say, "I am very sad without thee, Frithiof."
Yet he dared not go openly, for King Ring looked upon him as an enemy, and would seize him at once, and if he did not kill him would shut him up in prison, so that either way he would not see the beautiful Queen. Frithiof. therefore disguised himself as an old man, and wrapped in bearskins, presented himself at the palace.
"I was reared in anguish and want," returned Frithiof; "sorrow has filled a bitter cup for me, and I have almost drunk it to the dregs. Once I rode upon a dragon, but now it lies dead upon the seashore, and I am left in my old age to burn salt upon the strand." "Thou art not old," answered the wise King; "thy voice is clear, and thy grasp is strong.
Viking had sailed the sea in a dragon ship, meeting with many adventures, and Thorsten, Frithiof's father, had likewise sailed abroad, capturing many priceless treasures and making a great name for himself. Frithiof was entrusted to the care of Hilding, his foster father, and in his care, also, were Halfdan and Helgé, King Bélé's sons, and, some years later, their little sister, Ingeborg.
And he sent to Helgi and Halfdan to ask for Ingebjorg in marriage, but the brothers treated him as they had treated Frithiof; and the old King was roused, and he swore he would revenge himself. Helgi and Halfdan were afraid when they found that Ring was really making ready for war.
The old King sat upon his throne, and at his side was Ingebjorg the Fair, looking like spring by the side of fading autumn. As the strangely dressed figure passed along, the courtiers jeered, and Frithiof, thrown off his guard, angrily seized one of them, and twirled him round with but little effort. "Ho!" said the King, "thou art a strong old man, O stranger! Whence art thou?"
"Behold your king," he cried, "and until he is grown to manhood I will stand beside him." So Frithiof married his beloved Ingeborg, and later, so the story runs, he returned to his own country and built again the temple of Balder, more beautiful by far than any before. King Nidung had one daughter and three sons.
At this moment his mother passed the open kitchen door; she instantly turned away and walked across the yard. Frithiof found the situation awkward and slunk away to his bed-room. A new gardener entered their service. In their wisdom, anxious to avoid trouble with the maids, the ladies had chosen a married man.
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