"I should like to know the spell," replied Audifax timidly.
"What spell?"
"To lift the treasure, out of the deeps."
"That spell I should like to know also," said Ekkehard laughing.
"Oh, you have got it, holy man," said the boy eagerly. "Have you not got the great book, out of which you read to the Duchess, in the evening?"
Ekkehard looked at him sharply. He became suspicious; remembering the way, in which he had come to the Hohentwiel. "Has anybody prompted thee,--thus to interrogate me?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
Then Audifax began to cry, and sobbed out, "Hadumoth."
Ekkehard did not understand him. "And who is Hadumoth?"