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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.
The place, however, was not exceedingly splendid and could not keep pace with the other towns of the realm. But Jagienka, who hitherto had spent her time among the people of Zgorzelice and Krzesnia, was beside herself with admiration and astonishment at the sight of the houses, towers, town hall, and especially the churches; the wooden structure at Krzesnia could not be compared with them.
With God!" "With God," said the abbot. "Go!" And his face brightened; when Zbyszko disappeared, he touched Zych with his elbow and said: "Do you understand?" "What?" "He will surely fight in Krzesnia with Wilk and Cztan; but I wished for it and I am glad." "They are dreadful boys! If they wound him, then what of it?" "What of it?
That is the matter with him; he is afraid of Cztan and Wilk!" But Zbyszko, who had remained cool and calm, carelessly shrugged his shoulders and answered: "Owa! I broke their heads when I was in Krzesnia." "For heaven's sake!" exclaimed Macko. The abbot stared for a while at Zbyszko.
Here he looked at the shpilmen, and said: "Do not draw your swords, and remember that you are spiritual servants; but if they attack us first, then strike them!" Zbyszko, while riding beside Jagienka, said to her: "I am sure that in Krzesnia we will meet young Wilk and Cztan. Show me them from afar, so that I may know them." "Very well, Zbyszku," answered Jagienka.
"Your head is wise about everything," answered Zych. The abbot was pleased with this praise; then he approached nearer Jagienka and asked: "Why are you so sad?" She leaned on the saddle, seized the abbot's hand and lifted it to her mouth: "Godfather, could you not send your shpilmen to Krzesnia?" "What for? They will get drunk in the inn that's all." "But they may prevent a quarrel."
After this the retinue moved on silently; but when they came near Krzesnia, the abbot touched his girdle and then turned it so that he could seize the hilt of his sword more easily, and said: "I am sure that old Wilk of Brzozowa will come with a good retinue." "Perhaps," replied Zych, "but I heard that he was not well."
It seemed to him as though it happened only yesterday; also as though it were only yesterday when they went to the Odstajny lake for beavers. Then he recalled how beautifully she was dressed when going to church in Krzesnia, and how surprised he was that such a simple girl should appear like the daughter of a mighty lord. All these thoughts filled his heart with uneasiness, sweetness, and sadness.
I wonder that they have not challenged each other to fight until death." "They have not because tatulo before he went to the war said to them: 'If you fight about Jagienka I do not want to see you any more. How could they fight then? When they are in Zgorzelice they scowl at each other; but afterward they drink together in an inn in Krzesnia until they are drunk." "Stupid boys!" "Why?"
Zbyszko did not show any excitement; but he asked in a strange tone that did not sound like his voice: "To-morrow is Sunday?" "Yes, Sunday." "You will go to church?" "Yes!" "Where? to Krzesnia?" "That is the nearest!" "Well, all right then!"
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