“Yes, except in one spot.”
“Yes.”
“Sew a patch on his garment over it, and I shall know how to protect him.”
The poor wife had revealed a fatal secret. She sewed a patch on her husband’s garment between the shoulders, and now thought him doubly secure.
THE MURDER OF SIEGFRIED.
There was to be a great hunting-match, and Siegfried entered into it as a champion. He rode forth in high spirits, but on his back was the fatal patch.
Hagen contrived that the wine should be left behind.