He looked down upon the small, soft hand that she had placed on his arm while she spoke, and saw that it trembled; he pressed it, and felt that it was cold; and in the first impulse of pity produced by the action, he found the readiness of speech which he had hitherto striven for in vain.
'You shiver and look pale,' said he; 'a fire shall be kindled at the door of the tent.

I will bring you garments that will warm you, and food that will give you strength; you shall sleep, and I will watch that no one harms you.' The girl hastily looked up.

An expression of ineffable gratitude overspread her sorrowful countenance.

She murmured in a broken voice, 'Oh, how merciful, how merciful you are!' And then, after an evident struggle with herself, she covered her face with her hands, and again burst into tears.
More and more embarrassed, Hermanric mechanically busied himself in procuring from such of his attendants as the necessities of the blockade left free, the supplies of fire, food and raiment, which he had promised.

She received the coverings, approached the blazing fuel, and partook of the simple refreshment, which the young warrior offered her, with eagerness.