’Twas the same with all her maidens, there beside her seated,
From out the window gazing; the ladies such behavior ill befitted.
[1475]
At once the sound of her wailing to Hartmut made her known;
And greatly did he wonder what made her scream and moan.
Soon he saw a ruffian whose sword was near to falling,
As if he meant to kill her. Loudly now to him ’gan Hartmut calling:
[1476]
“Who are you, low-born dastard? For what reward or need
Do you affright these maidens, and seek to strike them dead?