"Now, what do you say to that?" he enquired when he had ended.
But she did not reply, only two tears glistened between her eyelids and rolled down her cheeks.
After a while she approached Macko, and kissing his hand, said: "The Lord be praised."
"Forever and ever," replied Macko. "Are you so much needed at home? Better stay with us."
But she refused to remain, giving as a reason that she had not given out the provisions for supper. But Macko, although he knew that there was the old lady, Sieciechowa, at Zgorzelice, who could easily fulfil Jagienka's duties, did not persuade her to remain, for he knew that sorrow does not like the light on human tears, and that a man is like a fish, when it feels the penetrating harpoon in its body it sinks to the depths.
Then he only regarded her as a girl, so he led her and the Bohemian into the courtyard.
But the Bohemian brought the horse from the stable, harnessed him, and departed with the young lady.
But Macko returned to the house, shook his head, and murmured: "What a fool that Zbyszko is?... Why, her presence seems to have filled the whole house with perfume."
The old man lamented to himself. "Had Zbyszko taken her immediately after he returned, by this time there might have been joy and delight! But what of it now? If they should speak of him her eyes would immediately be filled with tears of longing, and the fellow is roaming about the world and may break the head of some of the knights at Malborg, provided they do not break his; and now the house is empty, only the arms on the wall glitter. There is some benefit in husbandry. Running about is nothing, Spychow and Bogdaniec are nothing. Very soon none will remain to whom they might be left."
Here Macko became angry.
"Wait, you tramp," he exclaimed, "I will not go with you, you may do as you like!"
But at that very moment he was seized with an exceeding yearning after Zbyszko.
"Bah! shall I not go," he thought. "Shall I remain at home? God forbid!... I wish to see that rascal once more. It must be so. He will again fight one of those dog-brothers--and take spoil. Others grow old before they receive the belt of knighthood, but he already has received the belt from the prince.... And rightly so. There are many valorous youths among the nobility; but not another like him."