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Everything is upon my own shoulders. I shall take Hlawa with me, and two servants, with proper horses and go." "Then to Zbyszko?" asked Jagienka. "Then to Zbyszko," replied Macko. "But you must wait for me here until I return. I also think that I shall not be detained there for more than three or four days. I am accustomed to mosquitoes and fatigue.
"Jagienka said that now I ought to dress the wound with the grease of a beaver." "We will go to-morrow and get a beaver." Macko felt considerably better the next day. He slept till morning, and when he awoke, immediately asked for something to eat. He would not even look at the bear's grease; but they cooked twenty eggs for him.
De Lorche noticed some women in the crowd also dressed in skins, but very beautiful; he inquired whether they also participated in the hunt. Macko explained to him that they did not take part in the hunting, but only came to satisfy their womanly curiosity, or to purchase the products of the towns and to sell the riches of the forest.
A cloudy and dark night had set in, the scene was only lit up by the fire around which the Zmudzians were sitting. Macko and Zbyszko had seen enough of Lithuanian and Zmudz warriors when serving under Prince Witold. The sights of the encampment were nothing new to them. But the Bohemian looked at them with curiosity.
Here he turned to the seminarists and shouted: "You keep quiet and do not listen at the door!" Having said this, he opened the door to the chamber and entered, followed by Zbyszko and Macko. As soon as they were seated on the chests, the abbot turned toward the young knight: "Did you go back to Krzesnia?" asked he. "Yes, I was there." "And what?"
Very soon none will remain to whom they might be left." Here Macko became angry. "Wait, you tramp," he exclaimed, "I will not go with you, you may do as you like!" But at that very moment he was seized with an exceeding yearning after Zbyszko. "Bah! shall I not go," he thought. "Shall I remain at home? God forbid!... I wish to see that rascal once more. It must be so.
Hearing this, Macko was apparently so much grieved, that Lichtenstein, who noticed it, said: "I see that you were quite as anxious to see the grand master as to fulfil your religious vows." "Yes! I am, I am," replied Macko. "Is war against Witold a sure thing?" "He, himself, began it; he has sworn to help the rebels." There was silence for a moment. "Ha!
He prepared a letter in the evening, and in the morning, before sunrise, old Macko left Spychow. Jurand awoke from his long sleep in the presence of the priest; he forgot what had happened to him and where he was; he began to feel around in bed and at the wall. The priest caught him in his arms and wept, tenderly kissing him, and said: "It is I! You are at Spychow!
Cztan and Wilk also thought that I should choose one of them, so they kept their temper. But now I stand alone without a protector; then either I shall remain at Zgorzelice in a fortress, like a prisoner, or they will do us some harm without fail. Is it not so?" "Yes," said Macko, "I thought of it myself." "And what did you devise?"
Knowing how anxious his uncle was to obtain colonists, he sent the remaining eight men by Glowacz as a present to old Macko.
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