d at all what Etzel here doth do us."

Then spake the host to his guests: "Unlike are my wrongs and yours. The
mickle grievance from the loss and then the shame, which I have taken
here, are such that none of you shall e'er go hence alive."

At this mighty Gernot spake to the king: "May God then bid you act in
merciful wise. Slay, if ye will, us homeless knights, but let us first
descend to you into the open court. That will make to you for honor.
Let be done quickly whatever shall hap to us. Ye have still many men
unscathed, who dare well encounter us and bereave us storm-weary men of
life. How long must we warriors undergo these toils?"

King Etzel's champions had nigh granted this boon and let them leave the
hall, but Kriemhild heard it and sorely it misliked her. Therefore the
wanderers were speedily denied the truce. "Not so, ye Hunnish men. I
counsel you in true fealty, that ye do not what ye have in mind, and let
these murderers leave the hall, else must your kinsmen suffer a deadly
fall. Did none of them still live, save Uta's sons, my noble brothers,
and they came forth into the breeze and cooled their armor rings, ye
would all be lost. Bolder heroes were never born into the world."

Then spake young Giselher: "Fair sister mine, full evil was my trust,
when thou didst invite me from across the Rhine hither to this land, to
this dire need. How have I merited death here from the Huns? I was aye
true to thee; never did I do thee wrong, and in the hope that thou wast
still my friend, dear sister mine, rode I hither to thy court. It cannot
be but that thou grant us mercy."

"I will not grant you mercy, merciless is my mood. Hagen of Troneg hath
done me such great wrongs that it may never be amended, the while I
live. Ye must all suffer for this deed," so spake King Etzel's wife.
"And ye will give me Hagen alone as hostage, I will not deny that I will
let you live, for ye be my brothers and children of one mother, and will
counsel peace with these heroes that be here."

"Now God in heaven forbid," spake Gernot; "were there here a thousand of
us, the clansmen of thy kin, we'd rather all lie dead, than give thee a
single man as hostage. Never shall this be done."

"We all must die," spake then Giselher, "but none shall hinder that we
guard us in knightly wise. We be still here, if any list to fight us;
for never have I failed a friend in fealty."

Then spake bold Dankwart (it had not beseemed him to have held hi