“Now let me hear the tale of where ye have put the Nibelung hoard? It was mine own, as ye well know, and ye should have brought me that to Etzel’s land.”
“I’ faith, my Lady Kriemhild, it is many a day sith I have had the care of the Nibelung hoard. My lords bade sink it in the Rhine, and there it must verily lie till doomsday.”
Then spake the queen: “I thought as much. Ye have brought full little of it hither to this land, albeit it was mine own, and I had it whilom in my care. Therefore have I all time so many a mournful day.”
“The devil I’ll bring you,” answered Hagen. “I have enough to carry with my shield and breastplate; my helm is bright, the sword is in my hand, therefore I bring you naught.”
Then the queen spake to the knights on every side: “One may not bring weapons to the hall. Sir Knights, give them to me, I’ll have them taken in charge.”
“I’ faith,” quoth Hagen, “never shall that be done. In sooth I crave not the honor, O bounteous princess, that ye should bear my shield and other arms to the lodgings; ye be a queen. This my father did not teach me, I myself will play the chamberlain.”
“Alack for my sorrows,” spake Lady Kriemhild. “Why will Hagen and my brother not let their shields be taken in charge? They be warned, and wist I, who hath done this, I’d ever plan his death.”
To this Sir Dietrich answered in wrath: “’T is I, that hath warned the noble and mighty princes and the bold Hagen, the Burgundian liegeman. Go to,
