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Updated: June 1, 2025
'I wish you would not do us harm, said Slimakowa in a half-whisper. 'Why should we do you harm? said the man. 'Do we take your land? do we steal? do we murder you? We are quiet people, we get in nobody's way so long as nobody gets... 'You have bought the land here, Slimak interrupted. 'But why did your squire sell it to us?
'Our luck has come, said Slimakowa, 'and I must certainly buy a silk kerchief, or else no one in the village will believe that we have made so much money. 'I don't quite like it that the new carriages will go without horses, said Slimak; 'but that can't be helped.
'Run, Maciek, and bring her back, cried Slimakowa. But Maciek did not stir. 'You can't send a man after a mad woman on a night like this, said Slimak. 'Well, what am I to do with this dog's child? Do you think I shall feed her? 'I dare say you won't throw her over the fence. You needn't worry, Zoska will come back for her. 'I don't want her here for the night.
At first the village people thought that the 'Swabians' were looking for treasure; but Jendrek found out that they were boring holes in the venerable stones. 'What are the idiots doing that for? asked Slimakowa. 'Blessed if I know what's the good of that to them!
'It does, it does, daddy, I've watched it myself, he whispered, going to sleep. The room was too hot for Slimak; he dragged himself up and staggered to the barn, where he fell into a bundle of straw. 'But what I gave for the cow I gave for her, he muttered in the direction of the sleeping Grochowski. Slimakowa came to the barn early the next morning and called her husband.
So he told Slimakowa to put some butter and a speckled hen into his cart and returned home. The thieving stopped for a while, and winter came on. The ground was warmly covered as with a sheepskin; ice as hard as flint froze on the Bialka, the Lord wrapped the branches of the trees securely in shirts of snow. But Slimak was still meditating on hasps and bolts.
They agreed to buy butter, cheese, crayfish, cucumber, and bread; the younger man expressing surprise at the cheapness of everything, and the elder boasting that he always knew how to drive a good bargain. When they left, they paid Slimakowa sixteen paper roubles and half a silver rouble, asking her if she was sure that she was not cheating herself. 'God forbid, she replied.
Meanwhile the Germans drove about for miles in all directions and sold all that they produced. 'Things are going badly, said Slimakowa. 'Eh...they'll get straight again somehow, he answered. Gradually poor Stasiek was forgotten.
The inmates of Slimak's cottage had gathered in the front room; Maciek sat yawning on a corner of the bench, Magda, beside him, nursed the baby, singing to it in a low voice; Slimakowa was vexed that the storm was putting the fire out; Slimak was looking out of the window, thinking of his crops.
'Citizen! cried the cavalier, 'I beg you not to beat the boy...do not crush his independent soul...do not... he would have liked to have continued, but the horse, getting bored, started off again in the direction of the bridge. When he saw Slimakowa coming towards the cottage, he took off his dusty cap and called out: 'Madam, do not let him beat the boy! Jendrek had disappeared.
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