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And as they will be obliged to send information by somebody, let them send it by you, then you will take me to Zgorzelice." "Hey!" replied Macko. "Surely, it would be improper for her to stay at Spychow when Danusia arrives. Surely she ought now to be taken back to Zgorzelice. I pity the little orphan, I sincerely regret it. But God's will must be done. But now how shall I arrange the matter?
But Jagienka was on the road with her little brother, Jasko, crossing the woods leading to Zgorzelice, and the Bohemian accompanied them in silence, with love and grief in his heart. A moment since he saw her tears, now he looked at her dark form, scarcely visible in the darkness of the forest, and he guessed her sorrow and pain.
Meanwhile the abbot became quieted and said: "I saw young Wilk drinking with Cztan of Rogow in an inn in Krzesnia. They did not recognize us at once, because it was dark; they were talking about Jagienka." Here he turned to Zbyszko: "And about you, too." "What do they want from me?" "They do not want anything from you; but they do not like it that there is a third young man near Zgorzelice.
But Macko, although he knew that there was the old lady, Sieciechowa, at Zgorzelice, who could easily fulfil Jagienka's duties, did not persuade her to remain, for he knew that sorrow does not like the light on human tears, and that a man is like a fish, when it feels the penetrating harpoon in its body it sinks to the depths.
Zbyszko had seen him once or twice in Zgorzelice, but he did not recognize him; therefore he said: "Be blessed for ages and ages! Who are you?" "Your servant, famous lord." "What do you mean?
Jagienka and Sieciechowa, who slept in the alcove near the large room, also heard the sound of little footsteps upon the ceiling and walls during the night-time. They were apparently not afraid of it, because at Zgorzelice they were accustomed to croaking birds.
Then he turned toward his daughter: "Do not mind because he struck you when you were children. He will not do it now." "I will not!" answered Zbyszko, mirthfully. "If she wishes, she may beat me now for it." Then Jagienka, wishing to cheer him up, began to play that she was striking him with her little fist. "Give us some wine!" shouted the merry Pan of Zgorzelice.
People accustomed to war were easily satisfied; but in Bogdaniec there was neither bread nor flour and no dishes. The peasants brought what they could; Macko expected that the neighbors, as was then customary, would help him; and he was not mistaken, at least as far as Zych of Zgorzelice was concerned.
You know what Danusia did for me in Krakow, but you do not know that they proposed to me Jagienka of Bogdaniec, the daughter of Zych of Zgorzelice. My uncle, Macko, was in favor of it, also her parents and Zych; a relative, an abbot, a wealthy man as well.... What is the use of many words? an honest girl and a beautiful woman and the dowry respectable also. But it could not be.
Zbyszko was amazed at hearing such an answer; meantime, the song stopped and the same voice asked: "And how is the old man Macko? Does he still breathe?" Macko rose in the wagon and said: "For God's sake, they are some of our people!" Zbyszko rushed forward. "Who asks about Macko?" "A neighbor. Zych of Zgorzelice. I have looked for you for a week and inquired about you from all on the road."
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