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This advice pleased Jagienka, who admired Zbyszko's common sense very much. That same evening, Macko made a vow and drank with still greater hope, the bear's grease. But after a week, he began to lose hope. He said that the grease was fermenting in his stomach, and that a lump was growing on his side near the last rib.
Jagienka turned toward Macko as if to show that she came only to see him; but Zbyszko welcomed her joyfully, and having taken hold of her hand, raised it to his mouth, notwithstanding her resistance. "Why do you kiss my hand?" asked she. "Am I a priest?" "Such is the custom; you must not resist."
Then she shed copious tears as she was always ready to do. The Bohemian was moved and began to kiss her hands, smothering his desire for more familiar kisses in the presence of Jagienka. "Gird him or give him something else as a memento for the road, so that he may fight under your colors and in your name." But Sieciechowna had nothing to give him, because she was attired in boy's clothes.
She searched for something but found neither ribbon, nor anything that could be fastened, because her women's dresses were still packed up in the baskets, which had not been touched since they left Zgorzelice. She was therefore greatly perplexed until Jagienka came to her rescue by advising her to give him the little net upon her head. "My God!"
What will it be if she neither recovers nor dies? The Devil knows." But the Bohemian was thinking all the time of Jagienka. "Your honor should understand that when I left Spychow and bade her good-bye, she told me this: 'If anything should happen, come and inform me before Zbyszko and Macko arrive.
Zbyszko now put the beaver on his shoulders. Jagienka walking in front of him, said: "Now Macko will soon be well, because there is no better medicine for a wound than the grease of a bear inside, and the grease of a beaver outside. In about two weeks, he will be able to ride a horse." "May God grant that!" answered Zbyszko.
He remembered that he had received the Czech from Jagienka and that had it not been for her kind heart, he would have perished. He feared that he never would be able to repay the good-hearted girl for her kindness, but that he would only be the cause of her sorrow. "I swore to my panienka," said Hlawa, "on my honor of a wlodyka, that I would protect you; therefore I will do it without any reward.
But it happened otherwise, as reasons arose whereby the Bohemian did not remain in Spychow. Zbyszko and de Lorche started with their suites the following morning. De Lorche, whose marriage to Ulryka von Elner, Father Wyszoniek dissolved, rode away happy and, with his mind entirely occupied with the comeliness of Jagienka of Dlugolas, was silent.
I will assist you. What ails you?" asked Jagienka in astonishment. But he did not reply, but tears rolled down his cheeks, and he groaned: "A! a! a!..." "For the love of God Can you not say something?" "A! a!" Then he lifted up his hand, with which he made first the sign of the cross, then passed his left hand over his mouth.
Tell me then, the best way to receive the abbot when he comes here." "As for food, he will tell you himself what he wishes to have; he likes to feast well, but if there be a great deal of saffron in the food, he will eat anything." Macko hearing this, said: "How can I get saffron for him!" "I brought some," said Jagienka. "Give us more such girls!" exclaimed the overjoyed Macko.
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