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Updated: June 11, 2025
When they came to Zgorzelice, they found Zych and the abbot sitting in front of the house, looking at the beautiful country, and drinking wine.
"Well!" replied Macko, "especially as she is an orphan, and Cztan of Rogow and Wilk of Brzozowa continually press their court to her." At that the Bohemian straightened himself up. "Is the young lady an orphan?... The knight Zych?..." "Then you do not know." "For the love of God! What has happened?" "Well you are right.
Having seized the crossbow from the servant's hands, he rested it against the ground, pressed it against his abdomen, bent, stretched his back like a bow, and having seized the string with the fingers of both hands, he pulled it on to the iron hook; then placed an arrow and sprang into the woods. "He stretched it without a crank!" whispered Zych, astonished at such great strength.
"And you must give her up soon!" said Zbyszko. Zych began to laugh. "Chy! Chy! The girl is only fifteen; but she is already fond of boys! When she sees one of them, she begins immediately to rub knee with knee!" "Tatusiu if you don't stop, I will leave you," said Jagienka. "Don't go! It's better with you here." Then he continued to say to Zbyszko: "Two of them visit us.
"I am waiting for it as for salvation, because I cannot leave the sick man, and it is hard for me to stay here." "Why is it hard for you to stay here?" she asked him. "Has Zych told you nothing about Danusia?" "He did tell me something. I know that she covered you with her veil. I know that! He told me also that every knight makes some vow, to serve his lady.
With God!" "With God," said the abbot. "Go!" And his face brightened; when Zbyszko disappeared, he touched Zych with his elbow and said: "Do you understand?" "What?" "He will surely fight in Krzesnia with Wilk and Cztan; but I wished for it and I am glad." "They are dreadful boys! If they wound him, then what of it?" "What of it?
But Jagienka was now thinking about something else; turning toward Zbyszko, she asked: "Then you killed the urus?" "Yes." "We must see where the arrow is." "You cannot see it; it disappeared under the shoulder bone." "Be quiet; do not dispute," said Zych. "We all saw him shoot the urus, and we saw something still better; he bent the bow without a crank."
Here he looked into Zbyszko's eyes and asked: "Do you not regret Jagienka?" "May God give her health and the best of everything!" answered Zbyszko. Macko waited patiently for several days, hoping to receive some news from Zgorzelice, or to hear that the abbot's anger had been appeased; finally he became impatient and determined to go personally to see Zych.
"True, he may not be able to withstand, but, on the other hand, the German could not run away from the Zmudzian, neither could he catch him; they are very swift, swifter than those of the Tartars." "Nevertheless I wonder; because when I saw the Tartar captives whom Lord Zych brought to Zgorzelice, they were small and matched their horses; but these are big men."
There was a moment of silence. Macko seemed to be thinking about something while looking at the stars; then he said, as if he were speaking to himself: "She is pretty and a good housekeeper, although she is not more than fifteen years old." "Yes!" answered Zbyszko. "Therefore old Zych loves her dearly."
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