"How is it? and you prowl in the wilderness for prey and a.s.sist the pagans against the Christians?"
"You lie!" exclaimed Macko.
Then the conversation began in an unfriendly and arrogant manner, which seemed like quarreling. But when Macko vehemently shouted that the very Order prevented Lithuania from embracing Christianity, and when all proofs were adduced, Arnold was again amazed and became silent, because the truth was so obvious that it was impossible not to see it, or to dispute it. What specially struck him was Macko"s words which he uttered whilst making the sign of the cross: "Who knows whom ye actually serve, if not all at least some among you." It specially struck him because there were certain _comthurs_ in the very Order who were suspected of having given themselves over to Satan. Steps were not taken against them for fear of public reproach of the whole Order. But Arnold knew it well because these things were whispered among the brethren of the Order and happenings of such a character reached his ears. Therefore, Macko"s narrative which he had heard from Sanderus, concerning the inconceivable conduct of Zygfried, greatly disturbed the mind of the candid giant.
"Oh, that very Zygfried, with whom you marched to war," he said. "Does he serve Christ? Have you never heard how he communicates with evil spirits, how he whispers to them, smiles and gnashes his teeth at them?"
"It is true!" murmured Arnold.
But Zbyszko, whose heart was filled with new waves of grief and anger, suddenly exclaimed:
"And you, who speak of knightly honor? Shame upon you, because you help a hangman, a devilish man. Shame upon you, because you quietly looked upon the torture of a defenceless woman, and a knight"s daughter. Maybe you also outraged her. Shame upon you!"
Arnold closed his eyes, and making the sign of the cross, said:
"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.... How is that?... That fettered girl in whose head dwell twenty-seven devils?
I?..."
"Oh, horrible! horrible!" interrupted Zbyszko, groaning.
And, grasping the handle of his _misericordia_ he again looked savagely toward the dark corner where Zygfried lay on his back.
Macko placed his hand quietly upon Zbyszko"s arm, which he pressed with his whole strength, so as to bring him back to his senses; whilst he himself, turning toward Arnold, said:
"That woman is the daughter of Jurand of Spychow, and wife of this young knight. Do you understand now, why we followed you up, and why we have captured you?"
"For G.o.d"s sake!" said Arnold. "Whence? How? she is insane...."
"Because the Knights of the Cross kidnapped that innocent lamb and subjected her to torture."
When Zbyszko heard these words: "Innocent lamb," he put his fist to his mouth, gnashed his teeth, and was not able to restrain his tears.
Arnold sat absorbed in thought; but the Bohemian told him in a few words of Danveld"s treachery, the kidnapping of Da.n.u.sia, the torture of Jurand, and the duel with Rotgier. Silence reigned when he concluded. It was only disturbed by the rustling of the trees of the forest and the crackling of the brands in the fireplace.
In that manner they sat for a while. Finally Arnold lifted up his head and said:
"I swear to you not only upon my knightly honor, but also upon the crucifix, that I have not seen that woman, that I did not know who she was, and that I have not taken the least part in her tortures and never laid my hand upon her."
"Then swear also that you will go with us willingly and that you will make no attempt to escape, then I will order your bonds to be entirely unloosed," said Macko.
"Let it be as you say. I swear! Whither are you going to take me?"
"To Mazovia, to Jurand of Spychow."
Then Macko himself cut the rope from Arnold"s feet, and ordered meat and turnips to be brought. After a while Zbyszko went out and sat upon the threshold of the hut to rest, where he no longer found the servant, for the hostler boys had carried her off and put her among the horses.
Zbyszko lay down upon the fur which Hlawa brought. He resolved to keep awake and wait until daybreak; peradventure then some happy change might take place in Da.n.u.sia!
But the Bohemian returned to the fireplace where he wished to converse with the old knight of Bogdaniec about a certain affair and take off the burden which pressed so heavily upon his heart. He found him also absorbed in troubled thought, and not noticing the snoring of Arnold who, after having consumed an immense quant.i.ty of baked turnips and meat, was much fatigued and slept the sleep of a stone. "And why do you not take a rest?" inquired the Bohemian.
"Sleep has fled from my eyelids," replied Macko. "May G.o.d grant a good morning."
Then he looked at the stars and said:
"The Wagoner is already visible in the sky, and I am continually thinking about how all these things shall be arranged. And I shall not go to sleep either because the young lady of Zgorzelice occupies my mind."
"Ah! that is true. More trouble. But she, at least, is at Spychow."
"But we brought her to Spychow from Zgorzelice, not knowing why."
"It was at her own request," replied Macko, impatiently, because he knew in his heart that he was wrong and he hated to talk about it.
"Yes! But what now?"
"Ha! Well? I shall carry her back to her home; then let G.o.d"s will be done!"
But after a moment he added:
"Yes! G.o.d"s will be done, that at least Da.n.u.ska be restored to health, one might then know what to do. But as it is now, the deuce knows! 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. And as they will be obliged to send information by somebody, let them send it by you, then you will take me to Zgorzelice.""
"Hey!" replied Macko. "Surely, it would be improper for her to stay at Spychow when Da.n.u.sia arrives. Surely she ought now to be taken back to Zgorzelice. I pity the little orphan, I sincerely regret it. But G.o.d"s will must be done. But now how shall I arrange the matter? Let me see.
Did you say that she commanded you to come ahead of us with the news, and then take her to Zgorzelice?"
"She did. I repeated to you her words exactly."
"Now, you may move ahead of us. Old Jurand must also be informed that his daughter has been found, but it must be done carefully so that the sudden joy may not kill him. As I love G.o.d, I declare that it is the most practical thing to do."
"Return! Tell them that we have rescued Da.n.u.sia, and that we shall bring her home without delay. Then take that other poor girl to Zgorzelice!"
Then the old knight sighed, because he was really sorry for Jagienka, whom he had fostered.
After a while he asked again:
"I know that you are a valiant and powerful man, but see that you keep her out of harm"s way or accident. Things of that character are often met with on the road."
"I shall do my best, even if I lose my head! I shall take with me a few good men, whom the lord of Spychow will not grudge, and I shall bring her safely even to the end of the world."
"Well, do not have too much confidence in yourself. Bear also in mind that even there, at Zgorzelice, it will be necessary to watch Wilk of Brzozowa and Cztan of Rogow. But, I confess, in speaking of Wilk and Cztan, I am out of order; for, it was necessary to watch them when there was nothing else to think of. But now, things have changed and there is no more hope, and that which is going to happen must happen."
"Nevertheless, I shall protect the young lady from those knights, seeing Da.n.u.sia is very weak and consumptive. What if she should die?"
"As G.o.d is dear to me you are right. The emaciated lady is scarcely alive. If she should die?"
"We must leave that with G.o.d. But we must now think only of the young lady of Zgorzelice."
"By rights, I ought to convey her myself to her fatherland. But it is a difficult task. I cannot now leave Zbyszko for many potent reasons. You saw how he gnashed his teeth, how he strove to get at the old _comthur_ to kill him, and my wrangling with him. Should that girl die on the road, even I should be unable to restrain him. And if I shall not be able to prevent him, n.o.body else could, and everlasting shame would fall upon him and upon our clan, which G.o.d forbid. Amen!"