dreams, wringing her white hands, and crying, "Ah, holy Father, I
live, I live. Let not Huldbrand forget me, for should he wed again
great danger may, alas, come to him, nor will I have power to shield
him. Help me, therefore, holy Father." What the dream meant I knew not
until your letter reached me. Now have I come, not to marry you to
Bertalda, but to tell you that Undine, your wife, is yet alive.'

The knight himself, as well as Bertalda and the fisherman, believed in
their hearts that what the priest said was true, yet would they not
own that they believed his words. Even the old fisherman, who so
dearly loved his foster-child, thought that as the marriage with
Bertalda had been arranged, it were well it should take place without
more delay.

They all, therefore, refused to listen to the priest, when he
reproached them for their conduct. They even told him, what was not
really true, that they did not believe his foolish dreams.

Sadly shaking his head, the priest left the castle. He saw that should
he speak again no one would listen to his words. Nor would he linger
to taste any of the refreshments that were placed before him. He had
failed to make any one believe his dream, and he was too sad to eat.

The following morning the knight sent to the nearest monastery for a
priest, who promised to wed him to Bertalda in a few days.




CHAPTER XVI