One of them was a great tall man, frightfully pallid and thin; the other was a dwarf-like man, with a most hideous countenance and features.Indeed, when I collected my thoughts and looked carefully at him, it appeared to me--"Low moanings and convulsive movements of the boy here interrupted the narrative.Rolf and his chaplain hastened to his bedside, and perceived that his countenance wore an expression of fearful agony, and that he was struggling in vain to open his eyes.The priest made the Sign of the Cross over him, and immediately peace seemed to be restored, and his sleep again became quiet: they both returned softly to their seats.
"You see," said Rolf, "that it will not do to describe more closely those two awful beings.Suffice it to say, that they went down into the court-yard, and that I proceeded to my lady's apartments.Ifound the gentle Verena almost fainting with terror and overwhelming anxiety, and I hastened to restore her with some of those remedies which I was able to apply by my skill, through God's gift and the healing virtues of herbs and minerals.But scarcely had she recovered her senses, when, with that calm holy power which, as you know, is hers, she desired me to conduct her down to the court-yard, saying that she must either put a stop to the fearful doings of this night, or herself fall a sacrifice.Our way took us by the little bed of the sleeping Sintram.Alas! hot tears fell from my eyes to see how evenly his gentle breath then came and went, and how sweetly he smiled in his peaceful slumbers."The old man put his hands to his eyes, and wept bitterly; but soon he resumed his sad story."As we approached the lowest window of the staircase, we could hear distinctly the voice of the elder merchant;and on looking out, the light of the torches showed me his noble features, as well as the bright youthful countenance of his son.
'I take Almighty God to witness,' cried he, 'that I had no evil thought against this house! But surely I must have fallen unawares amongst heathens; it cannot be that I am in a Christian knight's castle; and if you are indeed heathens, then kill us at once.And thou, my beloved son, be patient and of good courage; in heaven we shall learn wherefore it could not be otherwise.' I thought I could see those two fearful ones amidst the throng of retainers.The pale one had a huge curved sword in his hand, the little one held a spear notched in a strange fashion.Verena tore open the window, and cried in silvery tones through the wild night, 'My dearest lord and husband, for the sake of your only child, have pity on those harmless men! Save them from death, and resist the temptation of the evil spirit.' The knight answered in his fierce wrath--but I cannot repeat his words.He staked his child on the desperate cast; he called Death and the Devil to see that he kept his word:--but hush!
the boy is again moaning.Let me bring the dark tale quickly to a close.Biorn commanded his followers to strike, casting on them those fierce looks which have gained him the title of Biorn of the Fiery Eyes; while at the same time the two frightful strangers bestirred themselves very busily.Then Verena called out, with piercing anguish, 'Help, 0 God, my Saviour!' Those two dreadful figures disappeared; and the knight and his retainers, as if seized with blindness, rushed wildly one against the other, but without doing injury to themselves, or yet being able to strike the merchants, who ran so close a risk.They bowed reverently towards Verena, and with calm thanksgivings departed through the castle-gates, which at that moment had been burst open by a violent gust of wind, and now gave a free passage to any who would go forth.The lady and I were yet standing bewildered on the stairs, when I fancied I saw the two fearful forms glide close by me, but mist-like and unreal.Verena called to me: 'Rolf, did you see a tall pale man, and a little hideous one with him, pass just now up the staircase?' Iflew after them; and found, alas, the poor boy in the same state in which you saw him a few hours ago.Ever since, the attack has come on him regularly at this time, and he is in all respects fearfully changed.The lady of the castle did not fail to discern the avenging hand of Heaven in this calamity; and as the knight, her husband, instead of repenting, ever became more truly Biorn of the Fiery Eyes, she resolved, in the walls of a cloister, by unremitting prayer, to obtain mercy in time and eternity for herself and her unhappy child."Rolf was silent; and the chaplain, after some thought, said: "I now understand why, six years ago, Biorn confessed his guilt to me in general words, and consented that his wife should take the veil.
Some faint compunction must then have stirred within him, and perhaps may stir him yet.At any rate it was impossible that so tender a flower as Verena could remain longer in so rough keeping.But who is there now to watch over and protect our poor Sintram?""The prayer of his mother," answered Rolf."Reverend sir, when the first dawn of day appears, as it does now, and when the morning breeze whispers through the glancing window, they ever bring to my mind the soft beaming eyes of my lady, and I again seem to hear the sweet tones of her voice.The holy Verena is, next to God, our chief aid.""And let us add our devout supplications to the Lord," said the chaplain; and he and Rolf knelt in silent and earnest prayer by the bed of the pale sufferer, who began to smile in his dreams.
