` Do not speak of reward , ' answered the lute player . ` Go in peace . ' ` Then come with me , dear boy , and be my guest . ' ` When the proper time comes I shall be at your palace , ' was the reply , and so they parted . The queen took a short way home , got there before the king and changed her dress . An hour later all the people in the palace were running to and fro and crying out : ` Our king has come back ! Our king has returned to us . ' The king greeted every one very kindly , but he would not so much as look at the queen . Then he called all his council and ministers together and said to them : ` See what sort of a wife I have . Here she is falling on my neck , but when I was pining in prison and sent her word of it she did nothing to help me . ' And his council answered with one voice , ` Sire , when news was brought from you the queen disappeared and no one knew where she went . She only returned to-day . ' Then the king was very angry and cried , ` Judge my faithless wife ! Never would you have seen your king again , if a young lute player had not delivered him . I shall remember him with love and gratitude as long as I live . ' Whilst the king was sitting with his council , the queen found time to disguise herself . She took her lute , and slipping into the court in front of the palace she sang , clear and sweet : ' I sing the captive 's longing Within his prison wall , Of hearts that sigh when none are nigh To answer to their call . ` My song begs for your pity , And gifts from out your store , And as I play my gentle lay I linger near your door . ` And if you hear my singing Within your palace , sire , Oh ! give , I pray , this happy day , To me my heart 's desire . '
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