Thus she remained a long time experiencing the misery and poverty of
the world.
But, once, when the trees had become green again, the King of the
country was hunting in the forest, and as a bird flew into the bushes
which surrounded the wood, he dismounted, and, tearing the brushwood
aside, cut a path for himself with his sword. When he had at last made
his way through, he saw a beautiful maiden, who was clothed from head
to foot with her own golden locks, sitting under the tree. He stood in
silence, and looked at her for some time in astonishment; at last he
said, "Child, how came you into this wilderness?" But the maiden
answered not, for she had become dumb. Then the King asked, "Will you
go with me to my castle?" At that she nodded her head, and the King,
taking her in his arms, put her on his horse and rode away home. Then
he gave her beautiful clothing, and everything in abundance. Still she
could not speak; but her beauty was so great, and so won upon the
King's heart, that after a little while he married her.
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