The priest appeared to be praying in his inmost spirit, with a view to avert some fatal calamity.

But when they observed the young husband come forth so cheerful, they dispelled the cloud that remained upon their brows: the old fisherman even began to laugh with the knight till his aged wife herself could not help smiling with great good-humour.
Undine had in the meantime got ready, and now entered the room; all rose to meet her, but remained fixed in perfect admiration--she was so changed, and yet the same.

The priest, with paternal affection beaming from his countenance, first went up to her; and as he raised his hand to pronounce a blessing, the beautiful bride sank on her knees before him with religious awe; she begged his pardon in terms both respectful and submissive for any foolish things she might have uttered the evening before, and entreated him with emotion to pray for the welfare of her soul.

She then rose, kissed her foster-parents, and, after thanking them for all the kindness they had shown her, said: "Oh, I now feel in my inmost heart how much, how infinitely much, you have done for me, you dear, dear friends of my childhood!" At first she was wholly unable to tear herself away from their affectionate caresses; but the moment she saw the good old mother busy in getting breakfast, she went to the hearth, applied herself to cooking the food and putting it on the table, and would not suffer her to take the least share in the work.
She continued in this frame of spirit the whole day: calm, kind attentive--half matronly, and half girlish.

The three who had been longest acquainted with her expected every instant to see her capricious spirit break out in some whimsical change or sportive vagary.