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Updated: May 12, 2025
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.
"The ksiondz Wyszoniek says that he will know when the new moon comes. There are four days before the new moon." "Hej! then you need not go to Bogdaniec, because I will either die, or I will be well before my uncle could come." "Could you not send a letter to Bogdaniec? Sanderus will write one. Then they will know about you, and will engage a mass for you."
Zbyszko snatched from the hands of the servant a couple of burning chips and ran into the forest toward the direction whence the voice proceeded, holding aloft the burning chips, and cried: "Sanderus!" "Sanderus!" repeated the Bohemian, in astonishment. But Sanderus, whose hands were bound to the tree, stretched his neck and began to shout again.
All the peasants who dwelt in these lands joined Skirwoilla, because they belong to the same stock as the Zmudzians.... The villages, Sanderus said, these same Germans destroyed by fire and the women and children are hidden in the thick forest. Provided we do not spare our horses we shall yet overtake them."
When he had drank from it about half a gallon or more, he shook himself, placed the skin upon his knees, and as if submitting himself to the inevitable, he said: "Vile stuff!..." Then he turned toward Zbyszko. "Now, deliverer! ask." "Was my wife in that division with you?" Sanderus' face assumed a certain air of surprise. He replied quickly: "Yes, voyevode! She was!
But I think that this young knight has made a vow to wear that rope until he has accomplished some knightly deed. During the day, he wears it outside of his armor, but during the night, on the bare flesh." "Sanderus!" called Zbyszko, suddenly "At your service," answered the German, approaching "Ask this knight, who is the most virtuous and the most beautiful girl in the world."
Macko, the Bohemian, and the attendants, also dismounted; three of the latter received orders to hold the horses in readiness and take care that they, God forbid, did not neigh. "I left five men," said Macko. "There will be the two attendants and Sanderus, whom we shall bind in a moment, and, should any one show fight, then, at his head!"
If you are a rogue you will cheat, if honest you will serve." "I shall cheat as a rogue, sir," said Sanderus, "but not you, and I will honestly serve you." Zygfried von Loeve was just about to depart for Malborg when the postman unexpectedly brought him a letter from Rotgier with news from the Mazovian court. This news moved the old Knight of the Cross to the quick.
"I am a German, and they call me Sanderus; I speak your language well, because I was born in Torun, where everybody speaks that language; then I lived in Marienburg, and there it is the same. Bah! even the brothers of the Order understand your language." "How long since you left Marienburg?"
Zbyszko, who, though considerably improved, was not yet strong enough to ride on horseback, remained in the Forest Court together with Sanderus, his Bohemian armor-bearer and the servants of the place, who were under the superintendence of a noble-woman fulfilling the household duties. But the knight greatly yearned after his young wife.
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