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Updated: June 11, 2025
The inexperienced Zbyszko thought that, for some reason unknown to him, she did not wish to talk to him; therefore he conversed only with Zych, praising his munificence and admiring the house at Zgorzelice, which in fact was quite different from that in Bogdaniec. Everywhere comfort and wealth were evident.
"Bah! awhile ago you were talking about death," said Zych joyfully, "and now you wish to outlive the abbot." "No, I will not outlive him; but Zbyszko may." Further conversation was interrupted by the sound of horns in the forest. Zych stopped his horse and began to listen. "Somebody is hunting," said he. "Wait." "Perhaps it is the abbot. It would be pleasant to meet him here." "Keep quiet!"
Macko, although ill, began to listen attentively when the war was mentioned, and asked: "Perhaps you were with Kniaz Witold at Worskla?" "Yes, I was there," answered Zych of Zgorzelice gaily. "Well, the Lord God did not send him good luck; we were dreadfully defeated by Edyga. First they killed our horses.
People accustomed to war were easily satisfied; but in Bogdaniec there was neither bread nor flour and no dishes. The peasants brought what they could; Macko expected that the neighbors, as was then customary, would help him; and he was not mistaken, at least as far as Zych of Zgorzelice was concerned.
"Your head is wise about everything," answered Zych. The abbot was pleased with this praise; then he approached nearer Jagienka and asked: "Why are you so sad?" She leaned on the saddle, seized the abbot's hand and lifted it to her mouth: "Godfather, could you not send your shpilmen to Krzesnia?" "What for? They will get drunk in the inn that's all." "But they may prevent a quarrel."
But Jagienka being afraid that Zych would say too much, swiftly approached Zbyszko, and began to inquire: "When are you going? To-morrow?" "To-morrow after sunset." "And to which barcie?" "To ours in Bogdaniec, not far from your boundaries, near the marshes of Radzikow. They tell me it is very easy to get a bear there." Zbyszko went for the bear as be proposed, because Macko became worse.
Jagienka took an earthen porringer full of noodles and cheese, and placed it at the threshold. Zych said: "The priests scold! But the Lord Jesus will not be angry about a dish of noodles; and a god, as soon as his hunger is satisfied, will protect one from fire and from thieves." Then he turned to Zbyszko: "But will you not ungird yourself and sing a little?"
Everything had happened contrary to his wishes, and now he was anxious to know whether Zych was angry with him. He was afraid that the abbot would never be reconciled with Zbyszko and him.
How could you know, since you have just arrived; and our only conversation has been about Zbyszko. She is an orphan. Unless he had guests, Zych of Zgorzelice never remained at home; otherwise he avoided Zgorzelice. He wrote about you to his abbot that he was going to visit Prince Przemka of Oswiecemia and ask him to give you to him.
She was not sitting on the horse astride, but on a high saddle which had an arm and a little bench for her feet, which scarcely showed from beneath her long skirt. Zych permitted the girl to dress in a sheepskin overcoat and high-legged boots when at home, but required that for church she should be dressed not like the daughter of a poor wlodyczka, but like the panna of a mighty nobleman.
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