'Undine! Undine!' cried the two men together, but no answer reached
them save the shrieking of the wind among the trees of the forest.

Then, careless of the storm, the fisherman and the knight rushed from
the cottage in search of the maiden.




CHAPTER III

UNDINE IS FOUND


As Huldbrand rushed out into the night, followed by the fisherman, the
storm seemed to rage yet more fiercely. The old man was soon left far
behind in the search for the lost maiden.

The knight, battling bravely with the storm, hastened hither and
thither, but all his efforts were vain. Undine was nowhere to be
found.

And now, as the rain dashed down upon him and the wind hustled him,
Huldbrand grew bewildered. The storm seemed to have changed the
peaceful meadows into a weary wilderness, and even the maiden herself
seemed to flit before him as a phantom spirit of the wind.

Could it all have been but a dream? Had the cottage, the fisherman and
his wife been as unreal as the figures that had followed him in the