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All this was circumstantially explained; but it is enough for us to know that Jurgen was set free. But what compensation did he get for having been imprisoned a whole year, and shut out from all communication with his fellow creatures? They told him he was fortunate in being proved innocent, and that he might go.
So it really does please me to hear anybody putting in a kind word for things as they are, because, between ourselves, there is a deal of dissatisfaction about. And I was honestly delighted, just now, to hear you speaking up for evil in the face of that rapscallion monk. So I give you thanks and many thanks, Jurgen, for your kind word." "'Just now!" thinks Jurgen.
The old fisherman said it was foolish to go away, for now that Jurgen had a home Else would very likely be inclined to take him instead of Martin. Jurgen gave such a vague answer that it was not easy to make out what he meant the old man brought Else to him, and she said: "You have a home now; you ought to think of that." And Jurgen thought of many things.
The clergyman offered a short prayer, and said that God had closed the door of His house here, and that the congregation must go and build a new one for Him somewhere else. So they sung a hymn in the open air, and went home again. Jurgen could not be found anywhere in the town of Skjagen, nor on the dunes, though they searched for him everywhere.
So Florimel conducted Jurgen, through the changeless twilight of Barathum, like that of a gray winter afternoon, to a quiet cleft by the Sea of Blood, which she had fitted out very cosily in imitation of her girlhood home; and she lighted a candle, and made him welcome to her cleft. And when Jurgen was about to enter it he saw that his shadow was following him into the Vampire's home.
People called Jurgen insane, but that was not exactly the correct term. He was like an instrument in which the strings are loose and will give no sound; only occasionally they regained their power for a few minutes, and then they sounded as they used to do.
And this was the one happening which befell Jurgen that the writer of the tale lacked heart to tell of. So Jurgen quitted the boy that he had been. Steinvor had never imagined her husband in Heaven, nor King Smoit either. "That is a circumstance," says Jurgen, "which heartens me to hope one may find justice here.
"Never since I became an emperor," replied Jurgen, "has any of my subjects uttered one word of complaint against me. So it stands to reason I have nothing very serious with which to reproach myself." "Your conscience, then, does not demand that you be punished?" "My conscience, gentlemen, is too well-bred to insist on anything." "You do not even wish to be tortured?"
"Who could expect it of a clever fellow, who sees so clearly through the illusions of old women?" the God asked, a little wearily. And Jurgen answered: "God of my grandmother, I cannot quite believe in You, and Your doings as they are recorded I find incoherent and a little droll.
For the heart of no man remains untroubled after he has once viewed Queen Helen and the beauty that is hers. It is for that reason, Jurgen, I shall not help you to go into Leuke: for in Leuke you would forget me, having seen Queen Helen." "Why, what nonsense you are talking, my darling! I will wager she cannot hold a candle to you." "See for yourself!" said Anaitis, sadly.
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