He hoped also to see the master-builder again; but nevermore did the
slight, aged form appear in the sunshine of the stained windows, or in
the shadows of the arches he had planned.

And so the still Passion week wore on.

Until once more, the joy-bells pealed out on the blessed Easter morning.

The city was full of festivals. The rich were in their richest holiday
raiment, and few of the poor were so poor as not to have some sign of
festivity in their humble dress and on their frugal tables.

Mother Magdalis was surprised by finding at her bedside a new dress
such as befitted a good burgher's daughter, sent secretly the night
before from Ursula by Hans and Gottlieb, with a pair of enchanting new
crimson shoes for little Lenichen, which all but over-balanced the
little maiden with the new sense of possessing something which must be
a wonder and a delight to all beholders.

The archduke and the beautiful Italian archduchess had arrived the
night before, and were to go in stately procession to the cathedral.
And Gottlieb was to sing in the choir, and afterward, on the Monday, to
sing an Easter greeting for the archduchess at the banquet in the great
town-hall.

The mother's heart trembled with some anxiety for the child.

But the boy's was only trembling with the great longing to be allowed
to sing once more his hosannas to the blessed Savior, among the