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He therefore embraced her knees again and repeated. "Oh! I will die for you! I will die!" "Get up!" she said. "Let Sieciechowna gird you for the war, or let her give you some other keepsake, because you have been friends for some time past." Then she began to call her, and Sieciechowna entered from the neighboring room immediately.
To a certain extent the Bohemian adored Jagienka, but his love for the charming Sieciechowna was on the increase, nevertheless his young and brave heart caused him to be eager above all for war.
The very reason of his conveying good news to Spychow troubled his mind, as it would be the source of misfortune to Jagienka. The beautiful face of Sieciechowna, as red as an apple, often appeared before his eyes. On such occasions, he would, if the road permitted, tickle the horse's sides with his spurs, because he wanted to reach Spychow as soon as possible.
Hlawa worshipped Jagienka, but with deepest respect, and he dared not reach her even in mind. He often thought familiarly about Sieciechowna because the blood in his veins coursed rapidly at the very sight of her and he could not withstand the presence of her charms.
Only at short intervals, when lit up by blood-colored lightning, could be seen the wild dangling body of Zygfried by the roadside. The following morning, advancing upon the same road, a numerous train might be seen. In front was Jagienkna, with Sieciechowna and the Bohemian. Behind them moved the wagons, surrounded by four servants, armed with bows and swords.
Then she left, but Hlawa had not been long alone when Sieciechowna rushed toward him from the next apartment; but either because not entirely conscious, owing to the fatigue and exceeding great troubles he had passed through, or owing to his yearning for her, he entirely forgot himself when he saw her; suffice it to say he caught her by the waist, pressed her to his breast and kissed her eyes, cheeks and mouth in such a manner as though he had previously informed her of everything that was necessary for her to know before the kissing began.
No!" cried Anula Sieciechowna, afraid. "Something evil might happen to us!" Jagienka was also somewhat afraid, because she believed that the body of a suicide is surrounded by crowds of evil spirits. But Hlawa, who was fearless and bold, said: "Bah! I was near him, and even pushed him with the lance, and do not feel any devil upon my neck." "Do not blaspheme!" cried Jagienka.
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.
Hlawa joyously exclaimed, "let it be the net, attach it to the helmet, and woe betide that German who attempts to reach it." Then Sieciechowna took it down with both hands and immediately her bright golden hair fell upon her shoulders and arms. At the sight of her beautiful disheveled hair, Hlawa's face changed, his cheeks flamed and then paled.
"I am not blaspheming," replied the Bohemian, "I only trust in God's power. Nevertheless, if you are afraid we will go around it." Sieciechowna begged him to do so; but Jagienka, having reflected for a moment, said: "It is not proper to leave the dead unburied. It is a Christian act commanded by the Lord. Anyhow it is the body of a man."
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