ight-quarters, Reinhold threw his lute and his
knapsack down, and pressed Friedrich stormily to his heart. Friedrich
felt burning tears upon his cheek; they came from Reinhold's eyes.

HOW THE TWO YOUNG JOURNEYMEN, REINHOLD AND FRIEDRICH,
WERE RECEIVED INTO MASTER MARTIN'S HOUSE.

When Friedrich awoke the next morning, he missed his new friend, who
had thrown himself down by his side on the straw bed; and as he saw
neither the lute nor the bundle, he thought Reinhold, for reasons to
him unknown, had left him and taken another road. When he went out,
however, he saw Reinhold with his lute under his arm, and his knapsack,
bat dressed quite differently to what he had been the day before. He
had taken the feather from his cap, was not wearing his sword, and had
on a homely citizen's doublet, of sober hue, instead of the velvet
slashed one he had previously.

"_Now_, brother," he cried, with a kindly smile, "I am sure you see
that I really am your comrade and fellow-journeyman. However, I must
say you slept wonderfully well for a man in love. Look how high the sun
is. Let's be off at once."

Friedrich was silent and thoughtful; he scarcely answered Reinhold, or
paid any attention to his jests, for he darted about hither and thither
in the highest spirits, shouting aloud, and throwing his cap into the
air; but even he became quieter as they approached the town, quieter
and quieter.

"I cannot go any further, I am so anxious, so uncertain, so filled with
delicious unrest," said Friedrich, throwing himself down as one
exhausted, when they had all but arrived at the gates of Nuernberg.
Reinhold sat down beside him, and after a time said:--

"Last night I must have seemed to you to be a very strange creature,
good brother, but when you told me of your love, and were so
disconsolate, all manner of absurd nonsense came into my head, making
me feel confused. I think I should have gone crazy at last, had not
your singing and my lute driven the evil spirits away. This morning,
when the first rays of the sun awoke me, all my sense of enjoyment in
life had come back to me. I went out, and as I strolled up and down
amongst the trees, all manner of glorious thoughts came into my mind;
the way in which I had met you--how my whole heart had so turned to
you. I remembered a pretty tale of a matter which happened some time
ago in Italy when I chanced to be there. I should like to tell it to
you, as it shows ve