Undine then said to Kuhleborn, "I see yonder the end of the forest.

We no longer need your help, and nothing causes us alarm but yourself.

I beg you, therefore, in all love and good-will, vanish, and let us proceed in peace." Kuhleborn seemed to become angry at this; his countenance assumed a frightful expression, and he grinned fiercely at Undine, who screamed aloud and called upon her husband for assistance.

As quick as lightning, the knight sprang to the other side of the horse, and aimed his sharp sword at Kuhleborn's head.

But the sword cut through a waterfall, which was rushing down near them from a lofty crag; and with a splash, which almost sounded like a burst of laughter, it poured over them and wet them through to the skin.
The priest, as if suddenly awaking, exclaimed "I have long been expecting that, for the stream ran down from the height so close to us.