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hands*  they understood what she was doing foT their sakes; and
                          the youngest brother wept, and  wherever his tears  fell  on  her
                          hands, the burning blisters disappeared.
                             She  worked  ail  night,  for  she  could  not  rest  tilt  she  had
                          delivered her dear brothers.  The swans were absent during the
                          whole of  the following day,  and she sat alone ;  but  never had
                          the hours seemed to fly faster.  One  coat  of  mail was  already
                          finished,  and. she then began another,
                             A bugle-horn now echoed amongst the mountains, and  made
                           her start  with  fear.  The  sound  approached— she  heard  the
                          barking of dogs, and she flew  back into the cave in great alarm,
                          and tying up the nettles that she had gathered and dressed, into
                          a bundle, she sat upon it.
                             At that moment, a large dog jumped out from a narrow  pass
                          between  the mountains, and was  quickly followed  by another,
                          and another still;  they  barked  aloud,  and ran back,  and then
                          returned again.  In a few minutes, all the huntsmen stood, before
                          the cave, and the handsomest amongst them was the king of the
                          land.  He stepped up to  Eiise,  who  was the  most beautiful  gitl
                          he had ever  seen.
                             ** How did you come hither,  lovely maiden ? ”  asked  he.
                             Elise  shook  her  head.       She  dared  not  speak,  for  her
                          brothers’ delivery and  lives were  at  stake;  and  she  hid  her
                          hands  under  her  apron, that  the  king might not see what she
                          must be enduring.
                             “ Come  with  me,” said h e;  (< you cannot temain here.  If
                          you  are as good as you are beautiful, 1 will dress you in silk and
                          velvet, and place my gold crown  on  your  head, and  you shall
                          dwell in my richest palace.  He then lifted her on to hla horse.
                          She wept, and  wrung her hands, but the king said :  u I  do  but
                          wish for your happiness.  Some day you will thank me for what
                          I am doing.’*
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