The lofty strains of this solemn hymn resounded through the empty
church, which until now had been wrapped in gray clouds, but in a
moment the sun burst from behind the clouds, darted its rays through
the windows, and lighted up the church with golden glory. The king
who, until now, had been in the shadow of the cloud, was as if by
magic bathed in a sea of light. All eyes were fixed upon his bowed
head, his face partially covered with his hands, and the tears
gushing from his eyes.
No one could withstand the silent power of this scene; the eyes of
the singers filled with tears, and they could only continue their
chant in soft, broken, sobbing tones, but Benda was not angry; he
dared not look at them, lest they might see that his own stern eyes
were veiled in tears.
Frederick seemed more and more absorbed in himself--lost in painful
memories. But the loud hosannas resounded and awakened him from his
slumber; he dared no longer give himself up to brooding. He arose
slowly from his seat, and silent and alone, even as he had entered,
he left the church.
CHAPTER II.
PRINCE HENRY.
Seven years had passed since Prince Henry had left his wife, to
fight with his brother against his enemies.
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