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Rh why the butlers bring us not the wine. Unless men purvey the hunters better, I’ll be no more your hunting-fellow. I have well deserved that they regard me, too.”

The king addressed him from his seat with guile: “We fain would do you remedy of what we lack. It is Hagen’s fault, who is willed to let us die of thirst.”

Then spake Hagen: “Dear my lord, I weened that the hunt should be in the Spessart wood, therefore sent I thither the wine. Though we may not drink today, how well will I avoid this in the future!”

At this Lord Siegfried spake: “Small thanks ye ’ll get for that. One should have brought me hither seven sumpter loads of mead and mulled wine. If that might not be, then men should have placed our benches nearer to the Rhine.”

Then spake Hagen of Troneg: “Ye noble knights and bold, I wot near by a good cold spring. Let us go thither, that ye wax not wroth.”

To the danger of many a knight was this counsel given. The pangs of thirst now plagued the warrior Siegfried. He bade the tables be borne away the sooner, for he would go to the spring in the mountains. With false intent the counsel was then given by the knights. They bade the game which Siegfried’s hand had slain, be carried home on wains. Whoever saw it gave him great laud. Hagen of Troneg now foully broke his troth to Siegfried. When they would hence to the broad linden, he spake: “It hath oft been told me, that none can keep pace with Kriemhild’s husband when he be minded for to race. Ho, if he would only let us see it here!”