He replied with modesty that it was not for him to decide upon his talents, but requested permission to appeal to them as Judges.
This was granted without difficulty.
'But at least,' said the old Porteress, 'take care not to sing any thing profane.' 'You may depend upon my discretion,' replied Theodore: 'You shall hear how dangerous it is for young Women to abandon themselves to their passions, illustrated by the adventure of a Damsel who fell suddenly in love with an unknown Knight.' 'But is the adventure true ?' enquired the Porteress.
'Every word of it.

It happened in Denmark, and the Heroine was thought so beautiful that She was known by no other name but that of "the lovely Maid".' 'In Denmark, say you ?' mumbled an old Nun; 'Are not the People all Blacks in Denmark ?' 'By no means, reverend Lady; They are of a delicate pea-green with flame-coloured hair and whiskers.' 'Mother of God! Pea-green ?' exclaimed Sister Helena; 'Oh! 'tis impossible!' 'Impossible ?' said the Porteress with a look of contempt and exultation: 'Not at all: When I was a young Woman, I remember seeing several of them myself.' Theodore now put his instrument in proper order.

He had read the story of a King of England whose prison was discovered by a Minstrel; and He hoped that the same scheme would enable him to discover Agnes, should She be in the Convent.

He chose a Ballad which She had taught him herself in the Castle of Lindenberg: She might possibly catch the sound, and He hoped to hear her replying to some of the Stanzas.

His Guitar was now in tune, and He prepared to strike it.
'But before I begin,' said He 'it is necessary to inform you, Ladies, that this same Denmark is terribly infested by Sorcerers, Witches, and Evil Spirits.