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Updated: June 29, 2025
He took the curious image, which was molded of black bread, and returned to his room. As he crossed the threshold, Satan Laczi pointed to the toy and said: "I left it on the casket as a remembrance in exchange for the little stockings some one in this house knit for my little lad. We learn to make such things in prison, where time hangs heavily on one's hands."
Open the casket and convince yourself that everything is there." "I cannot open it; I have not got the key." "Have you lost your ring?" "No. I have trusted the most notorious thief in the country with it. I have sent him with the ring to Marie. I bade him show it to her, and tell her that she was to follow him wherever he might lead her. Satan Laczi has the ring."
"But I must say something else, Herr Count no matter how secure your locks may be, that treasure is best guarded against robbers which is kept in the room you sleep in. A man of courage is worth a hundred locks. I am not talking without a purpose when I say the Herr Count must look after his treasure. I know more than I say, and Satan Laczi is not the greatest robber in the world.
Even as the thought flashed through his brain, the tangle of vines began to shake violently; but the first man to appear therefrom was not Signor Trentatrante, as De Fervlans had expected, but Satan Laczi, with his ferocious followers.
On the table was a lighted candle, and standing with his back toward the table was a strange man, clad in a costume unlike that worn by the dwellers in that neighborhood. For an instant Count Vavel surveyed the stranger, who was standing between him and his weapons; then he demanded imperiously: "Who are you? How came you here, and what do you want?" "I am Satan Laczi," coolly replied the man.
Without an instant's hesitation, and although she shuddered involuntarily when her eyes fell on the stranger's repulsive countenance, the young girl went close to his side, and said calmly: "What do you wish me to do?" Satan Laczi held the thumb-ring toward her, and said: "The person who wears this sent me to fetch you away from here. Are you ready to come with me at once?"
"The woman in yonder is the one of whom I wrote you some time ago the wife of Ladislaus Satan, or, as he is called, Satan Laczi. Should it become known that a robbery was attempted here, the villagers will say at once, 'It was the wife of the robber Satan Laczi who helped the men to rob her mistress, and the poor woman will be sent back to prison." "And do you really believe her innocent?"
"Shall I send the man to the castle?" asked Satan Laczi. "Yes; if the fellow is sensible, and does not chatter." "But he is a fool that never knows when to stop talking. But he talks only on one subject, so you need not be afraid to employ him. He understands everything you tell him, will do just as you say, but will not talk about what he is doing for you.
"Grant an amnesty to the robbers; not to the four who broke into the manor, for they are merely common thieves, but to Satan Laczi and his comrades, who will cheerfully exchange their nefarious calling for the purifying fire of the battle-field. I myself will undertake to form them into a company of foot-soldiers."
Vavel recognized Satan Laczi, and said to the guard: "Release him; he is a friend of mine." Then to the ex-robber: "Come with me." He led the way to his own private tent, where he bade his companion rest himself on a pallet of straw. "I dare say you are tired, my good fellow." "Not very," was the reply. "I have come only from Kapuvar to-day." "On foot?"
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