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"It is true," said the Bohemian. "I too do not dispute it," said Macko. "I know it myself, but I am accustomed to think first and then talk." Then he ordered the train to return to the Mazovian frontier. On the way Jagienka visited now and then the wagon where Jurand slept, fearing that death might ensue. "I did not recognize him," said Macko, "but it is no wonder. He was as strong as an auroch!

I have given him a recommendation to the grand master, but he heard of your great influence in the Order; he would also like to have a note from you." Then she went to the bishop, but Lichtenstein fixed his cold, steely eyes upon Macko, and asked: "What motive induces you, sir, to visit our religious and sober capital?" "An upright and pious motive," replied Macko, looking at Lichtenstein.

"She was anxious to go herself." "She persisted because we said that the other was no more in this world, and that her brother would be safer without than with her; it was then that she left." "You persuaded her," shouted Macko. "I did, and I confess my guilt. But now, sir, it is necessary to do something; otherwise we shall perish."

"She will get the estate of Moczydoly for her dowry. Many will ask me for Jagna, do not fear?" Zbyszko wanted to answer: "But not I!" But Zych of Zgorzelice began to sing: "I will bend to your knees And you for that, will give me the girl, Give me the girl!" "You are always happy and singing," said Macko. "Well, and what do the blessed do in heaven." "They sing." "Well, then! And the damned cry.

"Listen," Macko said, finally, in broken tones, "it was not shameful for Kniaz Witold to escape from Krewo; it would not be for you, either." "Hej!" answered Zbyszko, with sadness "You know! Kniaz Witold is a great kniaz; he received a crown from the king's hand, also riches and dominion; but I, a poor nobleman, have only my honor."

Here Powala looked sharply at Zbyszko, and added: "I know it will be hard for people of noble birth to do this; but I must warn you, that if you refuse no one knows what you may expect, perhaps the executioner's sword." The faces of Macko and Zbyszko became like stone. There was silence. "What then?" asked Powala.

It appeared to Macko and the Mazovians that they heard the noise of carpenters fixing roofs upon new houses, and it reminded them of home. But the time passed and grew tedious; nothing was heard but the noise of the trees and the voice of birds. The mist hovering upon the plain was lifting. The sun was quite high and it was getting hot, but they still lay in wait.

Who can oppose them and break their power?" "We must destroy them," exclaimed the Bohemian, who could restrain himself no longer. Zbyszko's words appeared strange also to Macko, and although he was anxious to hear all the adventures of the young man, nevertheless, he interrupted him and said: "Have you forgotten Wilno?

Besides that, she passed the time in waiting for Macko, whose stay at Szcytno seemed to her uncommonly long. He was to return within three days, and now the fourth and fifth have passed by and it is already the evening of the sixth, and he has not yet returned.

He was also glad of his chances of meeting Zbyszko, and the old knight Macko, to whom he was much attached and whom, he believed, he was worthy to meet, and together see new wild countries, hitherto unknown cities, and see knights and soldiers never seen before, and, finally, that Prince Witold whose great fame resounded then throughout the world.