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too far.”

“And did it?”

“It did. Ask Skshetuski. The moment I saw Vershul falling with his horse, I wanted to gallop to his aid without asking a question. My comrades could scarcely hold me back.”

“True,” said Skshetuski, “we had to hold you in.”

“But,” interrupted Karvich, “where is Vershul?”

“He has already gone on a scouting expedition, he knows no rest.”

“See then, gentlemen,” said Zagloba, displeased at the interruption, “how I captured the banner.”

“Then Vershul is not wounded?” inquired Karvich again.

“This is not the first one that I have captured in my life, but none cost me such trouble.”

“He is not wounded, only bruised,” answered Azulevich, a Tartar, “and has gulped water, for he fell head first into the pond.”

“Then I wonder the fish didn’t die,” said Zagloba, with anger, “for the water must have boiled from such a flaming head.”

“But he is a great warrior.”

“Not so great, since a half John13 was enough for him. Tfu! it is impossible to talk with you. You might learn from me how to capture banners from the enemy.”

Further conversation was interrupted by the youthful Pan Aksak, who approached the fire at that moment.

“I bring you news, gentlemen,” said he, with a clear half-childish voice.

“The nurse hasn’t washed his bib, the cat has drunk his milk, and his cup is broken,” muttered Zagloba.

But Pan Aksak paid no attention to this fling at his youth, and said: “They are burning Pulyan.”

“The dogs will have toast,” said Zagloba.

“And he is making a confession. The negotiations are broken. Kisel is nearly wild. Hmel14 (hops) is coming with all his forces to help Krívonos.”

“Hops? What hops? Who is making anything of hops? If hops are on the road, there will be beer then. We don’t care for hops,” said Zagloba, looking at the same time with fierce, haughty eyes at those around.

“Hmel is coming; but Krívonos didn’t wait, therefore he lost⁠—”

“Yes, he played and lost.”

“Six thousand Cossacks are already in Makhnovka. Two thousand Bogun is leading.”

“Who? who?” asked Zagloba instantly, in a changed voice.

“Bogun.”

“Impossible!”

“That is the confession of Pulyan.”

“Ah, here is a cake for you, grandmother!” cried Zagloba, piteously. “Can they get here soon?”

“In three days. But on the way to battle they will not hurry too much, so as not to tire their horses.”

“But I will hurry!” muttered Zagloba. “Oh, angels of God, save me from that ruffian! I would gladly give my captured banner if that water-burner would only break his neck on the way to this place. I hope too that we shall not wait here long. We have shown Krívonos what we can do, and now it is time to rest. I hate that Bogun so much that I cannot call to mind his devilish name without abomination. I did make a choice! I couldn’t stay in Bar? Bad luck brought me here.”

“Don’t worry yourself,” whispered Skshetuski, “for it is a shame! Between you and me nothing threatens you here.”

“Nothing threatens me? You don’t know him! Why, he might creep up to us now among the fires here.” Zagloba looked around disquieted. “And he is as enraged at you as at me.”

“God grant me to meet him!” said Pan Yan.

“If that is a favor, then I have no wish to receive it. In my character of Christian I forgive him all his offences willingly, but on condition that he be hanged two days before. I am not alarmed, but you have no idea what surpassing disgust seizes me. I like to know with whom I have to deal⁠—if with a noble, then a noble; if with a peasant, then a peasant⁠—but he is a sort of incarnate devil, with whom you don’t know what course to take. I ventured many a thing with him; but such eyes as he made when I bound his head, I cannot describe to you⁠—to the hour of my death I shall remember them. I don’t wish to rouse the devil while he sleeps. Once is enough for a trick. I will say to you also that you are ungrateful, have no thought of that unhappy woman.”

“How so?”

“Because,” said Zagloba, drawing the knight away from the fire, “you stay here and gratify your military caprice and fancy by fighting day after day, while she is drowning herself in tears, waiting in vain for an answer. Another man with real love in his heart and pity for her grief wouldn’t do this, but would have sent me off long ago.”

“Do you think then of returning to Bar?”

“Even today, for I have pity on her.”

Pan Yan raised his eyes yearningly to the stars and said⁠—

“Do not speak to me of insincerity, for God is my witness that I never raise a bit of bread to my mouth or take a moment of sleep without thinking of her first, and nothing can be stronger in my heart than the thought of her. I have not sent you with an answer hitherto because I wished to go myself to be with her at once. And there are no wings in the world and no speed which I would not use could they serve me in going to her.”

“Then why don’t you fly?”

“Because I cannot before battle. I am a soldier and a noble, therefore I must think of honor.”

“But today we are after the battle; therefore we can start, even this minute.”

Pan Yan sighed.

“Tomorrow we attack Krívonos.”

“I don’t understand your ways. You beat young Krívonos; old Krívonos came, and you beat old Krívonos. Now what’s-his-name (not to mention him in an evil hour), Bogun, will come, you will beat him. Hmelnitski will come. Oh, what the devil! And as it will go on this way it would be better for you to enter into partnership with Podbipienta at once, then there would be a fool with continence plus his mightiness Skshetuski, total two fools and one continence. Let’s have peace, for, as God lives, I will be the first to persuade the princess to put horns on you; and

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