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Hlawa looked with curiosity upon the lances with narrow and long heads made of tempered iron, and the handles of oak saplings, studded with flint or nails, hatchets with short handles like the Polish axes used by travelers, and others with handles almost as long as those of the battle-axes used by the foot-soldiers.
De Lorche had already been informed by Hlawa that he was a prisoner and therefore he came in looking cool and haughty, and the light of the flames revealed defiance and contempt in his countenance. "Thank God," Zbyszko said, "that He delivered you in my hands, because nothing evil shall happen to you by me." Then he extended a friendly hand; but de Lorche did not even move.
She had heard from some peasants at Zgorzelice, that they had seen the Bohemian Hlawa, at the head of some people, journeying to Bogdaniec, and like Macko, she also was terrified, and when they informed her that Zbyszko was not among them she was almost sure that some misfortune had happened. She therefore lost no time and hastened to Bogdaniec to ascertain the truth.
But after a moment she turned to Hlawa and said: "Nevertheless he made a mistake in sending you here. There is no need to guard us here. Old Tolima can do it as well. You, being strong and intrepid, could be of much help to Zbyszko there." "But who would guard you in case you were to go to Zgorzelice?" "In such a case they would have to convey the news by somebody; they will do it through you.
Then they reached the tent, in front of which burned a huge fire, and within they found smoking dishes of meat, which the servants had prepared for them. It was cold and damp in the tent, therefore the knights and Hlawa lay down upon skins in front of the fire.
There was suspense for a moment, because they expected some sign from him ordering them to talk: but he sat motionless, pale, and peaceful; his mouth, a little opened, had the real appearance of one who is plunged in the everlasting sleep of death. Jagienka finally announced that Hlawa was there, and gently enquired: "Do you wish to hear him?"
Zbyszko gave orders to the people he led, who easily understood him because there were a few Poles among them. Then he turned to his armor-bearer and said: "You have seen enough, now it is time to return to the tent." "I have seen," replied Hlawa, "but I am not satisfied with what I have observed, for it is obvious that they are a defeated people."
"Forever and ever," replied Macko. Then she observed the kneeling Bohemian at her feet and bent toward him. "From my soul I am glad to see you, Hlawa, but why did you leave your master behind?" "He sent me away, most gracious lady." "What were his orders?" "He ordered me to go to Bogdaniec." "To Bogdaniec?... What else?"
At that sight, all were seized with amazement, because they understood his desire and could scarcely believe it. However, that was too much for them. Hlawa was the first to murmur; he was followed by Tolima and the other men. Only the priest Kaleb began to ask, in a voice broken with unrestrained weeping: "Brother Jurand, what are your wishes? Do you intend to give the prisoner his liberty?"
In the right hand they carried broad, huge, terrible axes, set in oaken, blackened helves, longer than the arm of a grown man. The warriors who seconded them were: Hlawa, called by Zbyszko, Glowacz, and van Krist, both dressed in dark iron mail, both equally with axes and shields: van Krist had on his shield a St.
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