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I assure you that there is some distraction in seeing the days spin out like a thread from a ball, and how everything that has happened goes away and gradually disappears, like a migratory bird. Jadwiga. Such distraction is good for those to whom another bird comes with a song of the future. But otherwise Leon.
What is done cannot be undone, and I swear to myself that it shall never be done again. You must excuse me for keeping you waiting. Leon. It is my fault. I came too early, although I tried to be exact. Jadwiga. No, I must be frank and tell you how it happened. In former times we were such dear friends, and then we have not seen each other for two years. I thought it was necessary for both of us.
Jadwiga. I know it to-day, but I did not know then. I swear it by my mother's memory. But suppose it was even as you say. Why could you not forgive me? Oh God! truly one might go mad. And there was neither time nor opportunity to explain. He went away and never returned. What could I do? When you became angry, when you shut yourself up within yourself, grief pressed my heart.
Leon I would appear to be guilty of conceit, but I honestly think that I was not the last pawn on the chessboard in the drawing-room, and that is perhaps the reason why I have been thinking during the past two years and could not understand why I was thrown aside like a common pawn. Jadwiga. And where is our agreement? Leon. It is a story told in a subjective way by a third person.
I loved you dearly, I trusted you and nothing disturbed the security around me. Suddenly one evening Mr. Karlowiecki appeared, and already the second evening you told me that you gave more than you received. Jadwiga. Mr. Leon! Leon. What was your reason for giving that wound to my proud misery? You could not already have loved that man, but as soon as he appeared you humiliated me.
Is that the reason why you asked me to come here? I am afraid that I will not be an abundant source of distraction. My disposition is not very gay, and I am too proud, too honest, and too costly to become a plaything. Permit me to leave you. Jadwiga. You must forgive me. I did not mean to offend you.
I have forgiven you long ago, and now I, the giddy woman whom the world always sees merry and laughing I am really so miserable that I have even no strength left for hatred. Leon. Madam! Enough! I have listened to your story do not make me tell you mine. If you should hear it a still heavier burden would fall on your shoulders. Jadwiga. No, no. We could be happy and we are not.
Therefore, the streets of the city were filled immediately, and exulting songs and exclamations resounded in every corner. They were not disappointed because a girl had been born. "Was it unfortunate that King Louis had no sons and that Jadwiga became our queen? By her marriage with Jagiello, the strength of the kingdom was doubled. The same will happen again.
We are unwillingly chasing a bird which has flown away. Enough of it! Have you painted much lately? Leon. I do nothing else. I think and I paint. It is true that until now my thoughts have produced nothing, and I have painted a very little. But it was not my fault. Better be good enough to tell me what has caused you to call me here. Jadwiga. It will come by itself.
It is permitted a society woman to have her fancies and desires sometimes inexplicable fancies, and it is not permitted a gentleman to refuse them. Well, then, I wished to see my portrait, painted by the great painter Leon. Would you be willing to paint it? Leon. Madam Jadwiga. Ah! the lion's forehead frowns, as if my wish were an insult. Leon.
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