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Macko having learned German during the long wars, began to explain to the comthur in his own language what had happened; he excused the boy on account of his youth and violent temper, and said that it had seemed to the boy as though God himself had sent the knight wearing a peacock tuft, and finally he begged forgiveness for the offence. The comthur's face did not move.
"When our young master quartered the knight Rotgier the old comthur Zygfried almost raved. They said at Szczytno that Rotgier was the comthur's son. The priest confirmed the story, that no father ever loved his son as much as Zygfried loved Rotgier; for his thirst for vengeance he sold his soul to the devil. All this the executioner saw.
"Then what shall I do?" asked Zbyszko. "Wait; we are near Ciechanow." "But what will the German think?" "Your servant must explain to him that he cannot fight here; that first you must receive the prince's permission, and he, the comthur's." "Bah! suppose they will not give permission." "Then you will find each other. Enough of this talk."
Mikolaj of Dlugolas having learned from Jendrek of Kropiwnica about the challenge, required both Zbyszko and the other knight to give him their knightly word that they would not fight without the prince and the comthur's permission; if they refused, he said he would shut the gates and not permit them to leave the castle.
Zbyszko, Macko and the Bohemian came near Sanderus, who crossed himself and then continued: "It was not well to be among them. More than once I heard and saw things that made my flesh creep. I have told your lordship already that something was wrong with the old comthur's head. Bah! How could it be otherwise, when spirits from the other world visit him.
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