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One evening old Sobieska turned up again. She was suffering from rheumatism, and required treatment with a 'thimbleful' of vodka which loosened her tongue. 'It was like this, she began: 'Gryb and Lukasiak went with Grochowski, all three dressed as for a Corpus Christi procession. The squire received them in the bailiff's office, and Gryb cleared his throat and went for it.

Otherwise Hirschgold will turn the Hamers out at midsummer and sell the land to Gryb. They have a heavy contract with the Jew. 'What? Gryb would buy the settlement? 'Indeed he would. He is anxious to settle his son too, and Josel has been sniffing round for a month past. So there's your chance, bargain well.

'Very good, I will let you off three roubles; you shall pay me seventeen roubles yearly. Are you satisfied! Slimak bowed to the ground and thought: 'What is he up to? He is not bargaining! 'Now, Slimak, continued the squire, 'I will make you another proposal. Do you know what Gryb paid me for the two acres he bought? 'Seventy roubles. 'Just so, and he paid for the surveyor and the lawyer.

'Not quite, said Grochowski, 'but he did steal Slimak's. 'What? cried Gryb, and began to lay on to his son again. 'I did, father. Leave off! wailed Jasiek. 'My God, how did this come about? asked the old man. 'That's simple enough, sneered Grochowski, 'he found others as bad as himself, and they robbed the whole neighbourhood, till I winged him.

If he could only take the sin of my sending Maciek and the child to their death from me, I shouldn't be afraid of anything. Presently the priest returned. 'Are you there, Slimak? he called out. 'Gryb will come to you to-morrow. Make it up with him and don't quarrel any more. I have sent to town for a coffin and am arranging for the funeral. 'Oh Redeemer! sighed Slimak.

'Gossip? the old woman hiccoughed, 'I tell you, it's gospel truth, and I'll tell you more: the richer gospodarze are settling with Josel and Gryb to buy the whole estate and the whole village from the squire, so help me God! 'How can they settle that without me? 'Because they want to keep you out.

'Gryb and Orzchewski both saw them...dead drunk they were. What are they to do? they can't get regular work, and what a man perchance earns in a day he likes to drink away at night. 'They might have got out. 'They might, but the stable was locked and the key with the foreman. The conversation passed on to other topics.