seek honour for my nation, for it is not seemly for any brave man to die without doing something that shall be memorable after him. My father won an eagle in his lifetime, and, please God, I intend to win a lion. And now a ring I give thee as a token, and take thy ring from thy finger, that thou mayest trust no man, unless thou seest this thy ring thyself. Mark it well; if thou seest it not in seven years, know that I am no more. And as to what I have devised in my mind, that will I do and nought else, should I lose my life for it.” Neomenia began to weep sorrowfully, saying: “Woe is me, unhappy woman! to whom dost thou commit me, my dearest lord My father and mother are very far from me, to whom shall I look for comfort?” Saith Brunswik: “Dear queen! I depart not from thee so lightly as thou thinkest; I will send for thy father, that he may govern my possessions in my stead, and aid and counsel thee. I shall not commit thee to any one save thy father, and be assured of this; if it is sorrow to thee, that I depart from thee, it is much greater sorrow to me; but now it cannot be otherwise.” Saith Queen Neomenia: “If it were sor-
