her　with　something　extremely　rare。
  〃Fair　princess；〃　he　said；　〃I　should　like　very　much　a　pork…chop　and
  some　mashed　potatoes。〃
  She　lifted　the　cover：　there　was　such　a　pork…chop　as　Simpson　never
  served；　with　a　dish　of　mashed　potatoes　that　would　have　formed　at
  least　six　portions　in　our　degenerate　days　in　Rupert　Street。
  When　he　had　helped　himself　to　these　delicacies；　the　lady　put　the
  cover　on　the　dish　again；　and　watched　him　eating　with　interest。　　He
  was　for　some　time　too　much　occupied　with　his　own　food　to　remark
  that　his　companion　did　not　eat　a　morsel；　but　big　as　it　was；　his
  chop　was　soon　gone；　the　shining　silver　of　his　plate　was　scraped
  quite　clean　with　his　knife；　and；　heaving　a　great　sigh；　he　confessed
  a　humble　desire　for　something　to　drink。
  〃Call　for　what　you　like；　sweet　sir；〃　said　the　lady；　lifting　up　a
  silver　filigree　bottle；　with　an　india…rubber　cork；　ornamented　with
  gold。
  〃Then；〃　said　Master　Wolfgangfor　the　fellow's　tastes　were；　in
  sooth；　very　humble〃I　call　for　half…and…half。〃　　According　to　his
  wish；　a　pint　of　that　delicious　beverage　was　poured　from　the　bottle；
  foaming；　into　his　beaker。
  Having　emptied　this　at　a　draught；　and　declared　that　on　his
  conscience　it　was　the　best　tap　he　ever　knew　in　his　life；　the　young
  man　felt　his　appetite　renewed；　and　it　is　impossible　to　say　how　many
  different　dishes　he　called　for。　　Only　enchantment；　he　was
  afterwards　heard　to　declare　（though　none　of　his　friends　believed
  him）；　could　have　given　him　the　appetite　he　possessed　on　that
  extraordinary　night。　　He　called　for　another　pork…chop　and　potatoes；
  then　for　pickled　salmon；　then　he　thought　he　would　try　a　devilled
  turkey…wing。　　〃I　adore　the　devil；〃　said　he。
  〃So　do　I；〃　said　the　pale　lady；　with　unwonted　animation；　and　the
  dish　was　served　straightway。　　It　was　succeeded　by　black…puddings；
  tripe；　toasted　cheese；　andwhat　was　most　remarkableevery　one　of
  the　dishes　which　he　desired　came　from　under　the　same　silver　cover：
  which　circumstance；　when　he　had　partaken　of　about　fourteen
  different　articles；　he　began　to　find　rather　mysterious。
  〃Oh；〃　said　the　pale　lady；　with　a　smile；　〃the　mystery　is　easily
  accounted　for：　the　servants　hear　you；　and　the　kitchen　is　BELOW。〃
  But　this　did　not　account　for　the　manner　in　which　more　half…and…
  half；　bitter　ale；　punch　（both　gin　and　rum）；　and　even　oil　and
  vinegar；　which　he　took　with　cucumber　to　his　salmon；　came　out　of　the
  self…same　bottle　from　which　the　lady　had　first　poured　out　his　pint
  of　half…and…half。
  〃There　are　more　things　in　heaven　and　earth；　Voracio；〃　said　his　arch
  entertainer；　when　he　put　this　question　to　her；　〃than　are　dreamt　of
  in　your　philosophy：〃　and；　sooth　to　say；　the　archer　was　by　this　time
  in　such　a　state；　that　he　did　not　find　anything　wonderful　more。
  〃Are　you　happy；　dear　youth？〃　said　the　lady；　as；　after　his
  collation；　he　sank　back　in　his　chair。
  〃Oh；　miss；　ain't　I？〃　was　his　interrogative　and　yet　affirmative
  reply。
  〃Should　you　like　such　a　supper　every　night；　Wolfgang？〃　continued
  the　pale　one。
  〃Why；　no；〃　said　he；　〃no；　not　exactly；　not　EVERY　night：　SOME　nights
  I　should　like　oysters。〃
  〃Dear　youth；〃　said　she；　〃be　but　mine；　and　you　may　have　them　all　the
  year　round！〃　　The　unhappy　boy　was　too　far　gone　to　suspect　anything；
  otherwise　this　extraordinary　speech　would　have　told　him　that　he　was
  in　suspicious　company。　　A　person　who　can　offer　oysters　all　the　year
  round　can　live　to　no　good　purpose。
  〃Shall　I　sing　you　a　song；　dear　archer？〃　said　the　lady。
  〃Sweet　love！〃　said　he；　now　much　excited；　〃strike　up；　and　I　will
  join　the　chorus。〃
  She　took　down　her　mandolin；　and　commenced　a　ditty。　　'Twas　a　sweet
  and　wild　one。　　It　told　how　a　lady　of　high　lineage　cast　her　eyes　on
  a　peasant　page；　it　told　how　nought　could　her　love　assuage；　her
  suitor's　wealth　and　her　father's　rage：　it　told　how　the　youth　did
  his　foes　engage；　and　at　length　they　went　off　in　the　Gretna　stage；
  the　high…born　dame　and　the　peasant　page。　　Wolfgang　beat　time；
  waggled　his　head；　sung　wofully　out　of　tune　as　the　song　proceeded；
  and　if　he　had　not　been　too　intoxicated　with　love　and　other
  excitement；　he　would　have　remarked　how　the　pictures　on　the　wall；　as
  the　lady　sung；　began　to　waggle　their　heads　too；　and　nod　and　grin　to
  the　music。　　The　song　ended。　　〃I　am　the　lady　of　high　lineage：
  Archer；　will　you　be　the　peasant　page？〃
  〃I'll　follow　you　to　the　devil！〃　said　Wolfgang。
  〃Come；〃　replied　the　lady；　glaring　wildly　on　him；　〃come　to　the
  chapel；　we'll　be　married　this　minute！〃
  She　held　out　her　handWolfgang　took　it。　　It　was　cold；　damp；
  deadly　cold；　and　on　they　went　to　the　chapel。
  As　they　passed　out；　the　two　pictures　over　the　wall；　of　a　gentleman
  and　lady；　tripped　lightly　out　of　their　frames；　skipped　noiselessly
  down　to　the　ground；　and　making　the　retreating　couple　a　profound
  curtsy　and　bow；　took　the　places　which　they　had　left　at　the　table。
  Meanwhile　the　young　couple　passed　on　towards　the　chapel；　threading
  innumerable　passages；　and　passing　through　chambers　of　great　extent。
  As　they　came　along；　all　the　portraits　on　the　wall　stepped　out　of
  their　frames　to　follow　them。　　One　ancestor；　of　whom　there　was　only
  a　bust；　frowned　in　the　greatest　rage；　because；　having　no　legs；　his
  pedestal　would　not　move；　and　several　sticking…plaster　profiles　of
  the　former　Lords　of　Windeck　looked　quite　black　at　being；　for
  similar　reasons；　compelled　to　keep　their　places。　　However；　there
  was　a　goodly　procession　formed　behind　Wolfgang　and　his　bride；　and
  by　the　time　they　reached　the　church；　they　had　near　a　hundred
  followers。
  The　church　was　splendidly　illuminated；　the　old　banners　of　the　old
  knights　glittered　as　they　do　at　Drury　Lane。　　The　organ　set　up　of
  itself　to　play　the　〃Bridesmaid's　Chorus。〃　　The　choir…chairs　were
  filled　with　people　in　black。
  〃Come；　love；〃　said　the　pale　lady。
  〃I　don't　see　the　parson；〃　exclaimed　Wolfgang；　spite　of　himself
  rather　alarmed。
  〃Oh；　the　parson！　that's　the　easiest　thing　in　the　world！　　I　say；
  bishop！〃　said　the　lady；　stooping　down。
  Stooping　downand　to　what？　　Why；　upon　my　word　and　honor；　to　a
  great　brass　plate　on　the　floor；　over　which　they　were　passing；　and
  on　which　was　engraven　the　figure　of　a　bishopand　a　very　ugly
  bishop；　toowith　crosier　and　mitre；　and　lifted　finger；　on　which
  sparkled　the　episcopal　ring。　　〃Do；　my　dear　lord；　come　and　marry
  us；〃　said　the　lady；　with　a　levity　which　shocked　the　feelings　of　her
  bridegroom。
  The　bishop　got　up；　and　directly　he　rose；　a　dean；　who　was　sleeping
  under　a　large　slate　near　him；　came　bowing　and　cringing　up　to　him；
  while　a　canon　of　the　cathedral　（whose　name　was　Schidnischmidt）
  began　grinning　and　making　fun　at　the　pair。　　The　ceremony　was　begun；
  and　。　。　。　。
  As　the　clock　struck　twelve；　young　Otto　bounded　up；　and　remarked　the
  absence　of　his　companion　Wolfgang。　　The　idea　he　had　had；　that　his
  friend　disappeared　in　company　with　a　white…robed　female；　struck　him
  more　and　more。　　〃I　will　follow　them；〃　said　he；　and；　calling　to　the
  next　on　the　watch　（old　Snozo；　who　was　right　unwilling　to　forego　his
  sleep）；　he　rushed　away　by　the　door　through　which　he　had　seen
  Wolfgang　and　his　temptress　take　their　way。
  That　he　did　not　find　them　was　not　his　fault。　　The　castle　was　vast；
  the　chamber　dark。　　There　were　a　thousand　doors；　and　what　wonder
  that；　after　he　had　once　lost　sight　of　them；　the　intrepid　Childe
  should　not　be　able　to　follow　in　their　steps？　　As　might　be　expected；
  he　took　the　wrong　door；　and　wandered　for　at　least　three　hours　about
  the　dark　enormous　solitary　castle；　calling　out　Wolfgang's　name　to
  the　careless　and　indifferent　echoes；　knocking　his　young　shins
  against　the　ruins　scattered　in　the　darkness；　but　still　with　a
  spirit　entirely　undaunted；　and　a　firm　resolution　to　aid　his　absent
  comrade。　　Brave　Otto！　thy　exertions　were　rewarded　at　last！
  For　he　lighted　at　length　upon　the　very　apartment　where　Wolfgang　had
  partaken　of　supper；　and　where　the　old　couple　who　had　been　in　the
  picture…frames；　and　turned　out　to　be　the　lady's　father　and　mother；
  were　now　sitting　at　the　table。
  〃Well；　Bertha　has　got　a　husband　at　last；〃　said　the　lady。
  〃After　waiting　four　hundred　and　fifty…three　years　for　one；　it　was
  quite　time；〃　said　the　gentleman。　　（He　was　dressed　in　powder　and　a
  pigtail；　quite　in　the　old　fashion。）
  〃The　husband　is　no　great　things；〃　continued　the　lady；　taking　snuff。
  〃A　low　fellow；　my　dear；　a　butcher's　son；　I　believe。　　Did　you　see
  how　the　wretch　ate　at　supper？　　To　think　my　daughter　should　have　to
  marry　an　archer！〃
  〃There　are　archers　and　archers；〃　said　the　old　man。　　〃Some　archers
  are　snobs；　as　your　ladyship　states；　some；　on　the　contrary；　are
  gentlemen　by　birth；　at　least；　though　not　by　breeding。　　Witness
  young　Otto；　the　Landgrave　of　Godesberg's　son；　who　is　listening　at
  the　door　like　a　lackey；　and　whom　I　intend　to　run　through　the〃
  〃Law；　Baron！〃　said　the　lady。
  〃I　will；　though；〃　replied　the　Baron；　drawing　an　immense　sword；　and
  glar