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His mother would scarcely answer till she had satisfied herself that his eye was clear, his voice steady, his hand cool, and that, as she said, "That Kaisar had done him no harm." "Ah, then it was true! Where is he? Gone?" cried Ebbo, eagerly. "No, in the hall below, busy with letters they have brought him. Lie still, my boy; he has done thee quite enough damage for one day."
"They can scarce pay meal and poultry enough for our daily fare; and if we were to flay them alive, we should not get sixty groschen from the whole." "True enough! Knighthood must wait till we win it," said Ebbo, gloomily. "Nay, it is accepted," said Wildschloss. "The Kaisar loves his iron chest too well to let you go back.
His wondrous might Alone, subdued the legions right and left; And when, unwearied, he had fought his way To where great Kaísar stood, night came, and darkness, Shielding the trembling emperor of Rúm, Snatched the expected triumph from his hands.
Hereward answered, accompanying his words with a military obeisance which partook of heartiness rather than reverence, with a loud unsubdued voice, which startled the presence still more that the language was Saxon, which these foreigners occasionally used, "Waes hael Kaisar mirrig und machtigh!" that is, Be of good health, stout and mighty Emperor.
"Ah! jealous champion, thou couldst not take offence! It was the manner of one free and courteous to every one, and yet with an inherent loftiness that pervades all." "Gives he no name?" said Ebbo. "He calls himself Ritter Theurdank, of the suite of the late Kaisar, but I should deem him wont rather to lead than to follow." "Theurdank," repeated Eberhard, "I know no such name!
"You will sign it you will do homage!" exclaimed Friedel. "How rejoiced the mother will be." "I had rather depend at once if depend I must on yonder dignified Kaisar and that noble king than on our meddling kinsman," said Ebbo. "I shall be his equal now! Ay, and no more classed with the court Junkern I was with to-day. The dullards! No one reasonable thing know they but the chase.
From that time there was again the Western Empire, commonly called the Holy Roman Empire, the Emperor, or Cæsar Kaisar, as the Germans still call him being generally also king of Germany and king of Lombardy.
I'll go down and look at your bear spears, friend Ebbo, and be ready so soon as Kasimir has done with his bridal." "That crag!" cried Ebbo. "Little good will it do either of us. Sire, it is a mere wall of sloping rock, slippery as ice, and with only a stone or matting of ivy here and there to serve as foothold." "Where bear can go, man can go," replied the Kaisar. "Oh, yes!
If I cannot get letters from the Kaisar, I shall go in search of him, that he may see that my lameness is no more an impediment." The pilgrim passed his hand over his face, as though to dissipate a bewildering dream; and just then the little girl, all flushed and dabbled, flew rushing up from the stream, but came to a sudden standstill at sight of the stranger, who at length addressed her.
New tapestry hangings were to deck the galleries, the houses and balconies to be brave with drapery, the fountain in the market-place was to play Rhine wine, all Ulm was astir to do honour to itself and to the Kaisar, and Ebbo stood amid all the bustle, drawing lines in the sand with the stock of his arblast, subject to all that oppressive self-magnification so frequent in early youth, and which made it seem to him as if the Kaisar and the King of the Romans were coming to Ulm with the mere purpose of destroying his independence, and as if the eyes of all Germany were watching for his humiliation.
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