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For this reason spring was already far advanced, and the greater part of March had already passed before he found himself in the neighborhood of Zgorzelice and Bogdaniec. He longed to see his mistress as soon as possible, although he knew that he could never gain her, even as he could not gain the stars of heaven; nevertheless he adored and loved her with his whole soul.
"Rety! Uncle! Zych of Zgorzelice is here!" shouted Zbyszko. They began to greet each other joyfully because Zych was really their neighbor, and also a good man of whom everybody was very fond on account of his mirth. "Well, how are you?" asked he, shaking hands with Macko. "Still hoc, or no more hoc!" "Hej, no more hoc!" answered Macko. "But I see you gladly.
On the road he moaned a little, but he continued to give Zbyszko advice; he told him how to act in Zgorzelice, and especially recommended him to be obedient and humble in the presence of their mighty relative, who never would suffer the slightest opposition.
I myself caught five Tartars, and I sent them to Zgorzelice. You will see what dogheads they have." "In Krakow, they say that the war may reach Poland also." "Do they think Edyga is a fool! He knows well what kind of knights we have; and he also knows that the greatest knights remained home, because the queen was not pleased when Witold began the war on his own authority.
I have been away from home for a long time, therefore I do not know whether there is somebody around Zgorzelice, of whom you are fond or not." "Hej!" answered Jagienka. "Let it be!" They walked along silently, trying to make their way through the thicket which was now much denser because the bushes and the trees were covered with wild hop vines.
"What a pleasure to live in Zgorzelice!" exclaimed he. "In Moczydoly, there is almost the same wealth," answered Zych. "Do you remember Moczydoly? It is not far from Bogdaniec. Formerly our forefathers quarreled about the boundaries and challenged each other; but I shall not quarrel." Here he filled Zbyszko's goblet with mead and said: "Perhaps you would like to sing?"
These are my servants," said Zbyszko, pointing to the two Turks, given to him by Sulimczyk Zawisza, and to two sturdy men who sitting on horseback, were leading the knight's stallions; "these are mine; who sent you?" "Panna Jagienka Zychowna of Zgorzelice." "Panna Jagienka?"
But when they were approaching Zgorzelice, the sorrow in the Bohemian's heart turned to anger against Cztan and Wilk: "I would not spare even my blood in your behalf," he said to himself, "provided it comforted you. But what can I, unfortunate, do? What can I tell you? Unless I tell you that he ordered me to kneel before you. And, God grant that that might be of some comfort to you."
She had heard from some peasants at Zgorzelice, that they had seen the Bohemian Hlawa, at the head of some people, journeying to Bogdaniec, and like Macko, she also was terrified, and when they informed her that Zbyszko was not among them she was almost sure that some misfortune had happened. She therefore lost no time and hastened to Bogdaniec to ascertain the truth.
"Because while Zych was away one of them should have taken you by force. What could Zych do, if when he returned he had found you with a baby on your lap?" At this Jagienka's blue eyes flashed immediately. "Do you think I would let them take me? Have we not people in Zgorzelice, and do I not know how to manage a crossbow or a boar-spear? Let them try!
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