Love the Seven,
And the Cincture.
And the cocks crowed, and all the spirits vanished away, excepting only one wicked lord of the mines, who took Nele and Ulenspiegel each in one of his arms, and cast them most roughly into the void.
Then they awoke and found themselves lying by each other, as if they had been asleep, and they shivered in the chill morning air.
And Ulenspiegel beheld the sweet body of Nele, all golden in the light of the rising sun.