And now farewell, and God bless you!" With that she turned her horse about and rode away, breasting the wind, which blew the snow into her face.
"Where shall we lay the body ?" asked Aaron.

"The house is full of guests." "Here, in our little cabin," said Blanka.
"What, in your bridal chamber ?" gasped Aaron.

"Oh, Father in heaven!" But there was no other way.

The two brothers bore Jonathan into the little house, unswathed his cold limbs, and laid him in the bridal bed until his coffin should be ready for him.

So death entered the little abode and was the first guest.
Blanka sat down on the edge of the bed and gazed at the dead face.