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Do not repay me with evil for good, nor with misery for love!" Then at once great compassion for her seized him, because he felt that a great wrong would be done her, after which she would find no consolation under the roof of Zgorzelice, nor in the depths of the forest, nor in the fields, nor in the abbot's gifts, nor in Cztan and Wilk's courtship.

Fortunately the knockers resounded to notify the people that mass would begin. When he heard them he said: "What shall we do? Go to church now and after that, we will do whatever pleases God." Cztan of Rogow was pleased with this answer. "Perhaps the Lord Jesus will send us an inspiration," said he. "And will bless us," added Wilk. "According to justice."

And have you forgotten that Zych said that if there were a fight, he would refuse to let either of us visit at Zgorzelice. But for that, I would have broken your ribs long ago." "Or I, yours!" answered Cztan, clinching his powerful fists. And their eyes began to sparkle threateningly; but soon they both realized that now, more than ever, they needed to have a good understanding.

In the courtyard where it was already beginning to grow dark, he remembered Jagienka, who only a moment ago sat here on horseback, and he again became uneasy. "I must go," he said to himself, "but who is going to protect the girl against Cztan and Wilk. May thunder strike them."

They often fought together; but after each fight, they always became reconciled, because although they were divided by their love for Jagienka, they could not live without each other. Now they had a common foe and they understood that the enemy was a dangerous one. After a while Cztan asked: "What shall we do? Shall we send him a challenge?" Wilk, although he was wiser, did not know what to do.

While walking, Jagienka pointed to the large meadow covered with reeds and to the blue ribbon of forest and said: "Those woods belong to Cztan of Rogow." "The same man who would like to take you?" She began to laugh: "He would if he could!" "You can defend yourself very easily, having for your defence the Wilk who, as I understand, gnashes his teeth at Cztan.

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?"

But she began to smile through her tears, and to look at the abbot as if she wished to ask him how he knew it. Meanwhile, Zbyszko having returned to Krzesnia, went directly to the priest, because he really wished to have a mass read for Macko's health; after having settled about that, he went to the inn, where he expected to find young Wilk of Brzozowa, and Cztan of Rogow.

At that moment Zych who had been dozing, suddenly awakened and began to sing: "Thou Kuba, of toil I Maciek of pleasure, Go then in the morning with the yoke in the field, While I amuse myself with Kasia." Then he said to Zbyszko: "You know? There are two of them, Wilk of Brzozowa and Cztan of Rogow; and you?"

Glowacz made no observation upon this, but when he heard of the conduct of Cztan and Wilk, he began to gnash his teeth so loudly, that it sounded like the creaking caused by the opening and closing of a door, then he began to rub his strong hands upon his thighs as though they were itching. Finally, he uttered with difficulty only one word: "Villains!"