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'Take pity on us, gospodarz, said the stranger, 'our sledge has broken down close by, and I can't mend it, because they have stolen the hatchet out of my basket last night. Maciek looked doubtful. 'Have you come far? 'Twenty-five miles; my wife and I are driving twelve miles further. I will give you good vodka and sausages if you will help us.

It was about two o'clock when Maciek was ready to start. The Soltys hinted that the child had better be left behind, but his wife was so angry at the suggestion that he desisted. So Maciek tied her up again in the old bits of clothing and went his way.

Then two Terajewiczes and four Stypulkowskis and three Mickiewiczes shouted, “Vivat equality,” taking the side of Skoluba. Meanwhile Buchmann was crying, “Agreement will be our ruin!” Sprinkler yelled: “We can get along alone without you; long live our marshal, the Maciek of Macieks!

They crowded about the Warden, and raised aloft sabres and sticks. At last Maciek, hitherto sullen and motionless, rose from his bench and with slow steps came out into the middle of the room and put his hands on his hips: looking straight before him and nodding his head, he began to speak, pronouncing slowly every word, pausing between them and emphasising them:— “O stupid, stupid idiots!

'Jagna, get the butter ready; Maciek and Jendrek, go to the river for the crayfish; Magda, take three score of the finest cucumbers, and throw in an extra ten. Jesus Mary! Have we ever done business like this! You will have to buy yourself a new silk kerchief, and a new shirt for Jendrek.

'Don't talk like that, groaned Maciek, crawling to Slimak's feet, 'I have saved a few roubles from my wages, and there is my little chest and a bit of sheepskin and my sukmana; take it all, but don't say I robbed you. Your dog has not been more faithful, and they have poisoned him too.

He saw Burek lying stark behind the barn, but he had no thought to spare for him; he peered for the traces of the horses' feet. There they were, stamped into the snow as into wax; Kasztan's large feet and the broken hoof of Wojtek; here the thieves had mounted and ridden off at a slow trot. How bold, how sure of themselves they had been! But Maciek will find you!

Seeing that help was approaching, Slimak dashed behind the barn and called out: 'Hey there! who are you? Something heavy fell to the ground. 'You wait! policeman for the Swabians, you shall soon know who we are! answered a voice in the darkness. 'Catch him! cried Slimak and Maciek simultaneously, but the thief had escaped to the ravines.

'A girl, whispered Zoska, with her eyes fixed on Maciek, 'she is two years old... yes, he can have her, if he likes. 'She'd be a deal of trouble to me, muttered the labourer, 'all the same, it's a pity. 'Take her, repeated Zoska, 'Slimak is rich, you are rich.... 'Oh yes, Maciek is rich, laughed Slimakowa, 'he drinks through six roubles in one Sunday.

The schoolmaster nudged Maciek: 'How is he? 'What do I know? She says he's better, but the boy doesn't move, no, he doesn't move. The schoolmaster went up to the boy and told his mother to make room. She got up obediently and watched the old man breathlessly, with open mouth, sobbing now and then.