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"We have brought two enemies' heads," said the latter, with a dark look at the Decurio; "pay us their worth!" and taking two heads from his pouch he laid them on Numa's mat. The Wallachians watched their leader's countenance with sharp, suspicious glances. Numa recognized the two heads by the light of the moon.
The Wallachian examined it on every side, and then stepped back to let the stranger pass, after which he once more laid down his scythe and cap, and knelt before the shrine. The stranger knocked at the Decurio's door, which was locked, and an armed Wallachian appeared from behind the rocks, and informed him that the Decurio was not at home, only his wife.
The Decurio spoke a few words in the Wallachian language, on which they replied more vehemently than before, at the same time thrusting forward the kalpag on the pole. The Decurio turned hastily round. "Was your name written on your kalpag?" he asked the young man, in evident embarrassment. "It was." "Unhappy youth!
"Where am I?" asked the young man, vaguely endeavoring to recall the events of the past night. "In my house," replied Decurio. "And who are you?" "I am Numa, Decurio of the Roumin Legion, your foe in battle, but now your host and protector." "And why did you save me from your men?" asked the young man, after a short silence. "Because the strife was unequal a hundred against one."
Each man, according to his own account, was the first and the bravest each had performed miracles of valor. "You have all behaved with great daring, but it is impossible now to prove what has happened. The proof must be given here, by all of us together, before my eyes, indisputably." "Well, tell us how," said Lupey impatiently, always fearing that the Decurio was going to deceive them.
Meanwhile they brought the young girl to the Decurio's house, and as each man considered that he had an equal right to the prize, they kept a vigilant eye upon her, and none dared offend her so much as by a look. When the Decurio arrived, they all crowded into the house with him, filling the rooms, as well as the entrance and porch.
"He will come as soon as possible; and now you must take some food and rest. Do not think about your relations now; they are all in a safe place nobody can hurt them more. The Decurio brought some refreshment, laid a small prayer-book on the pillow, and left the orphan by herself.
"Not the half; stay if you like it." "Decurio, this is madness! The flame will reach the powder immediately." "I see it." "Well, say a dollar." "Not a whit." "May the seventy-seven limited thunder-bolt strike you on St. Michael's Day!" roared the Wallachian fiercely, as he rushed to the door; but after he had gone out, he once more thrust his head in and cried: "Will you give even a florin?
"Not the half; stay if you like it." "Decurio, this is madness! The flame will reach the powder immediately." "I see it." "Well, say a dollar." "Not a whit." "May the seventy-seven limited thunder-bolt strike you on St. Michael's Day!" roared the Wallachian fiercely, as he rushed to the door; but after he had gone out, he once more thrust his head in and cried: "Will you give even a form?
"Take his hand," said Jolanka, in her low, sweet accents; and then turning to Imre, "He saved your life he saved us both, and he will rescue our family, too." Imre looked at her in astonishment. The Decurio seized his arms and drew him aside.
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