KRIEMHILD.
I found it in the room.
SIEGFRIED.
It is thy mother's!
She must have let it fall.
KRIEMHILD.
It is not hers!
For well I know her ornaments. I thought
It had been taken from the Niblung's hoard;
To give thee joy I put it on at once.
SIEGFRIED.
I thank thee, but the girdle I know not!
KRIEMHILD (takes the girdle off).
Then for my golden girdle make thou room
Which thou concealest! I was all attired,
And only put it on to honor thee,
My mother also, for this golden one
She gave to me.