"Cztan and Wilk are here!" she exclaimed; "I presume they met tatus in the forest."
Immediately the thought ran through Macko's mind, that perhaps one of them would get Jagienka, and with her Moczydoly, the abbot's lands, forests and money. Then grief and anger filled his heart, especially when he perceived what occurred. Behold, Wilk of Brzozowa, although only a short time before the abbot wanted to fight with his father, sprang to the abbot's stirrups, and helped him to dismount; and the abbot leaned in a friendly manner on the young nobleman's shoulder.
"In that way, the abbot will become reconciled with old Wilk," thought Macko, "and he will give the forests and the lands with the girl."
His sad thoughts were interrupted by Jagienka who said: "They are soon cured after Zbyszko's beating; but even if they come here every day, it will not benefit them!"
Macko looked and saw that the girl's face was red with anger, and that her blue eyes sparkled with indignation, although she knew very well that Cztan and Wilk had taken her part in the inn, and had been beaten on her account.
Therefore Macko said: "Bah! you will do as the abbot commands."
She immediately retorted: "The abbot will do what I wish."
"Gracious Lord!" thought Macko, "and that stupid Zbyszko left such a girl!"