"
"Never, Friedel! I will never see her so used again. I released
this man solely to show that she is to rule here.--Yes, I know all
about freebooting being a deadly sin, and moreover that it will bring
the League about our ears; and it was a cowardly trick of Jobst to
put those branches in the stream. Did I not go over it last night
till my brain was dizzy? But still, it is but living and dying like
our fathers, and I hate tameness or dullness, and it is like a fool
to go back from what one has once begun."
"No; it is like a brave man, when one has begun wrong," said Friedel.
"But then I thought of the grandame triumphing over the gentle
mother--and I know the mother wept over her beads half the night.
She SHALL find she has had her own way for once this morning."
Friedel was silent for a few moments, then said, "Let me tell thee
what I saw yesterday, Ebbo."
"So," answered the other brother.
"I liked not to vex my mother by my tidings, so I climbed up to the
tarn. There is something always healing in that spot, is it not so,
Ebbo? When the grandmother has been raving" (hitherto Friedel's
worst grievance) "it is like getting up nearer the quiet sky in the
stillness there, when the sky seems to have come down into the deep
blue water, and all is so still, so wondrous still and calm.
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