"There, old woman, you have a marriage feast. One is bad enough, now there will be two."
"Don't tease."
"I am not teasing, but everybody will recognize you and her, in the daytime."
"Pray, and why?"
"In order to go on their knees to you and to her also."
"O, give us peace!..."
"You shall have it, I am not in a hurry. But will Cztan or Wilk let you have peace? God knows. Do you know, birdie, where I have just been? Why, at Brzozowa."
"For God's sake! What are you saying?"
"It is true as truth itself that the Wilks protect Bogdaniec and Zgorzelice against Cztan. Well, it is an easy matter to challenge an enemy and fight him. But to make your enemy into a protector of your own property is a very difficult task."
Then Macko related his adventures with the Wilks, how they had become reconciled to each other. How he had got advantage over them; to this she listened with the greatest wonder, and when he concluded she said: "The Lord Jesus did not stint you in craftiness, and I observe that you will always be successful in your undertakings."
But Macko shook his head, as though he felt sorry.
"Ay, daughter! If that were so, you would have long ago become the lady of Bogdaniec!"
Upon hearing that, Jagienka looked at him with her lovely blue eyes for a moment, then she approached him, and kissed his hand.
"Why do you kiss me?" inquired the old knight.
"Nothing.... I only wish to bid you goodnight, because it is getting late and to-morrow we must get up early for our journey."
She then embraced Sieciechowa and left, and Macko led the Bohemian to his room, where they stretched themselves upon aurochs' skins and both fell sound asleep.