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The thought came to him that if Macko died, it would be one more reason for vengeance on the Germans, by whose means he had nearly lost his head, by whom all his forefathers had been killed, also Danusia's mother and many other innocent people, whom he knew or about whom he had heard from his acquaintances and he began to say to himself: "In this whole kingdom, there is no man who has not suffered some wrong from them, and who would not like to avenge those wrongs."

And even if I faint, the abbot will see that I hastened to meet him, and will be more generous." "I prefer your health to his generosity!" said Zbyszko. But Macko was persistent and started for Zgorzelice.

May thunder strike them, and when they fell asleep, she sneaked like a serpent from among them and escaped. Come, sir!" Macko, in alarm, moved quickly with the Bohemian toward the horses, where they found only one man, the others had scattered in pursuit of the fugitive.

Macko said: "I have never seen them; but I have heard, that the Pan of Garbow has Turks in his service whom he captured while fighting on the Danube with the Roman emperor, Zygmunt. How is it? Are you heathens, your dog-brothers?" "The lord ordered us to be baptized," said one of the slaves. "Did you have no money for ransom?" "We are from far lands, from Asiatic shores, from Brussa."

Macko and Zbyszko immediately dismounted, in order to discover the tracks upon the ground; they examined carefully, but it did not last long, because they were plainly discernible.

Amen," concluded Macko, and he breathed deeply, because he was sure that they would not break such an oath. Even if they were provoked they would rather gnaw their fists with anger than perjure themselves. Then he began to take leave, but they insisted upon his remaining. He was obliged to drink and fraternize with old Wilk.

But the most interest was excited among the knights by Witold's affairs. They told marvelous tales about the magnificence of that cradle, made of sterling silver, which the Lithuanian princes and bojars had brought as a present from Witold and his wife, Anna. Macko told about the proposed enormous expedition against the Tartars.

When Macko heard the story he thought that Sanderus was telling the truth, for he recollected that when he entered the field where Skirwoilla had given battle, the whole stretch of the road on the line of the Germans' retreat, was covered with dead Zmudzians, so terribly hacked as though it had been done by giant hands. "Nevertheless, how could you observe all that?" he asked Sanderus.

Macko becoming cooler, said with deep respect: "Honor and respect to you, sir, to your fame and to your gallantry." "Honor to you also, sir," answered Powala; "but I would prefer to make your acquaintance under less serious circumstances." "Why?" asked Macko. Powala turned toward Zbyszko. "What have you done, you youngster? You attacked an envoy on the public highway in the king's presence!

"It was at her own request," replied Macko, impatiently, because he knew in his heart that he was wrong and he hated to talk about it. "Yes! But what now?" "Ha! Well? I shall carry her back to her home; then let God's will be done!" But after a moment he added: "Yes! God's will be done, that at least Danuska be restored to health, one might then know what to do. But as it is now, the deuce knows!