shouting in the streets, and saw the roses strewn as they had been on
her wedding-day, then the tears began to fall, and her soul sank within
her. But at that moment the duke called, "Griselda, where is Griselda?"

On this, she came forth into the great feast chamber from whence he
called. At the head of the room stood the duke, still handsome and
youthful; and on each side of him a noble youth and maiden, both fresh,
blooming and beautiful.

A sudden faintness overcame Griselda at the sight. She grew dizzy, and
would have fallen, if Duke Walter had not quickly caught her in his
arms.

"Look up, Griselda, dear wife," he cried, "for thou art my dear wife,
and all I shall ever claim. I have tried enough thy faith and
patience. Know, truly, that I love thee most dear; and these are thy
children returned to thee, whom for so many years I have cruelly kept
hid from thee."

When Griselda heard these words, as one who hears in a dream, she fell
into a deep swoon, from which for a time neither the voice of her
husband, nor the tears and kisses of her children, could rouse her.
But when she was brought back to life, to find herself in the arms of
her lord, and meet the loving looks of her children, she was speedily
her calm and gentle self again.

Then they led her to her chamber, and put on her richest robes, and a
crown of jewels on her head; and, radiant with happiness, all the
beauty of her girlhood seemed to come back to her face. Nay, a greater
beauty than that of girlhood; for, softened by heavenly patience, her