We have been
set upon by the accursed Schlangenwaldern, and I am the only living
man left."
Christina scarce heard even these last words; senses and powers alike
failed her, and she sank back on the stone steps in a deathlike
swoon.
When she came to herself she was lying on her bed, Ursel and Else,
another of the women, busy over her, and Ursel's voice was saying,
"Ah, she is coming round. Look up, sweet lady, and fear not. You
are our gracious Lady Baroness."
"Is he here? O, has he said so? O, let me see him--Sir Eberhard,"
faintly cried Christina with sobbing breath.
"Ah, no, no," said the old woman; "but see here," and she lifted up
Christina's powerless, bloodless hand, and showed her the ring on the
finger. Her bosom had been evidently searched when her dress was
loosened in her swoon, and her ring found and put in its place.
"There, you can hold up your head with the best of them; he took care
of that--my dear young Freiherr, the boy that I nursed," and the old
woman's burst of tears brought back the truth to Christina's s
reviving senses.
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