Chapter 68

_Enter GUNTHER with DANKWART, RUMOLT, GISELHER and GERENOT._

UTE (_approaching GUNTHER_).

My son, what deed was this?

GUNTHER.

I fain would weep myself. Yet of his death You've heard already? By the holy words Of our good priest you were to learn of this. I went to tell him in the night.

UTE (_with a motion of the head_).

Thou see'st The dead man told his story for himself.

GUNTHER (_aside to DANKWART_).

But how was this?

DANKWART.

My brother bore him here!

GUNTHER.

For shame!

DANKWART.

From his intent he'd not desist, And when he came again he laughed and said: This is my gratitude for his farewell.