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"What happened to him?" asked Zych. "They burned him on a pile." "What for?" "Because he used to say that a layman could understand God's secrets as well as the clergy." "They punished him severely!" "But righteously!" shouted the abbot, "because he had blasphemed against the Holy Ghost. What do you think? Is a layman able to interpret any of God's secrets?"
He covered his eyes and the greater part of his face with the hood of the mantle, so that the wind did not annoy him any more. Then, involuntarily, he thought how good Jagienka had been to him. He reined in his horse, called the Czech, and asked him about her, and about everything that had happened in Zgorzelice. "Does Zych know that the panna sent you to me?" he said.
She said that the abbot was in good health and gay; that he was accompanied by a considerable retinue in which, besides the armed servants, there were several seminarists and rybalts; that he sang with Zych and that he listened gladly not only to the spiritual but to the worldly songs also.
That is why I gave them their swords." Hearing the Latin, Zych, Macko and Zbyszko became silent and bent their heads before the abbot's wisdom, because they did not understand a word of it; as for the abbot, he looked very angry for a while, and then he said: "Who knows but what he will attack me even here?" "Owa!
Having perceived the animal, they rushed on him. "Soon the huntsmen will appear," said Zych. "Look! There they are, but they do not see the beast yet. Stop! Stop! Here, here! Killed! Killed!" Then he became silent, and sheltered his eyes with one hand; after a while, he said: "For God's sake! what has happened? Have I become blind, or does it only seem so to me?"
The face looks like that of a little lord; but the body like that of a sturdy man. Such can wrestle even with a bear." "A bear is nothing for him!" said Macko. "He was younger than he is to-day, when that Fryzjan called him a beardless youth; and he resenting it, immediately pulled out the Fryzjan's mustaches." "I know," interrupted Zych, "and you fought afterward, and captured their retinue.
One of them is young Wilk, the son of old Wilk of Bizozowa; the other is Cztan of Rogow. If they meet you here, they will gnash their teeth, as they do at each other." "Owa!" said Zbyszko. Then he turned to Jagienka and asked: "Which do you prefer?" "Neither of them." "Wilk is a great boy," said Zych. "Let him go in another direction!" "And Cztan?"
His story was interrupted at last by the sight of the servant with the horses, waiting on the edge of the forest. Jagienka immediately mounted her horse and began to bid Zbyszko good-bye. "Let the servant follow you with the beaver; I am going to Zgorzelice." "Then you will not go to Bogdaniec? Zych is there." "No. Tatulo said he would return and told me to go home."
They were all listening very attentively to the abbot's words, admiring his eloquence and his knowledge of the Scriptures; he apparently did not speak directly to Zbyszko; but on the contrary, he turned more toward Zych and Jagienka, as if he wished to edify them.
Zbyszko leaped from behind a tree, again stretched the crossbow, and approached the bull who was pawing the ground with his hind feet. But having glanced at it, he turned quietly toward the retinue, and began to shout from afar: "I hit him so hard that he is severely wounded!" "You are a strong boy!" said Zych, riding toward him, "with one arrow only!" "Bah, it was near, and the speed was great.
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