So when I turned I beheld Arnald standing by himself, but near him
stood Hugh and ten others with drawn swords.

Then I wept, and so went to him weeping; and he said, "Thou seest,
brother, that we must die, and I think by some horrible and unheard-of
death, and the House of the Lilies is just dying too; and now I repent
me of Swanhilda's death; now I know that it was a poor cowardly piece
of revenge, instead of a brave act of justice; thus has God shown us
the right.

"0 Florian! curse me! So will it be straighter; truly thy mother when
she bore thee did not think of this; rather saw thee in the tourney at
this time, in her fond hopes, glittering with gold and doing knightly;
or else mingling thy brown locks with the golden hair of some maiden
weeping for the love of thee. God forgive me! God forgive me!"

"What harm, brother?" I said, "this is only failing in the world; what
if we had not failed, in a little while it would have made no
difference; truly just now I felt very miserable, but now it has
passed away, and I am happy."

"0 brave heart!" he said, "yet we shall part just now, Florian,
farewell."

"The road is long," I said, "farewell."

Then we kissed each other, and Hugh and the others wept.

Now all this time the trumpets had been ringing, ringing, great
doleful peals, then they ceased, and above all sounded Red Harald's