But in spite of these words, and the departure of the fool, Louise still trembled, and felt herself blush as she thought of the looks the wretched being had cast on her.
In the meantime, Yégof had retaken the road to Valtin. He could be seen walking gravely away, his raven perched upon his shoulder, and making strange signs and gestures, although there was no one near him. Night was at hand, and soon the tall form of the King of Diamonds blended with the gray tints of the winter twilight, and finally disappeared.
FOOTNOTES:
[1] Roads to which the trunks of trees felled or blown down in the forest are conveyed are called schlitte, or sledge, roads.
[2] Without home or fireside.
[3] Properly tree-fellers.
[4] Song.
[5] Poet, minstrel.