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Frithiof was a little older than Ingeborg, and Hilding instructed him in the ancient and mysterious Runic characters, which it was his delight to explain afterwards to his companion. They frequently spent their hours of play in a little boat on the sea, and boldly and fearlessly ventured on the waves, even when they were tossed by the wind and white with foam; nothing pleased Ingeborg so much as to see the spray dashing over the edge of the vessel, and she screamed and clapped her hands with joy. Frithiof eagerly sought every opportunity of proving his bravery, and shewing his regard for his royal companion; no tree was too high for him to climb in search of the nests of young birds with which to surprise and please her; and even the abode of the sea-eagle, on the lofty and precipitous rock, was not safe from his adventurous and daring visits. From his hand Ingeborg received the first flowers and the luscious strawberries of spring, and the earliest golden ears of summer. Whenever they strolled for pleasure through the woods, he carried weapons with him to protect her if necessary, for, young as he was, he was prepared to encounter any risk on her behalf.