After those words the princess’ brows contracted painfully because she recollected that her father whom she loved dearly, had died in the heathen’s errors also.
“We are listening,” said she, after a short silence.
Brother Hidulf began thus:
During the time of heathenism, there was a mighty grabia[24] whose name was Walgierz, whom on account of his great beauty, they called Wdaly.[25] This whole country, as far as one can see, belonged to him, and he lead all the expeditions, the people on foot and a hundred spearmen who were all wlodykas; the men to the east as far as Opole, and to the west as far as Sandomierz, were his vassals. Nobody was able to count his herds, and in Tyniec he had a towerful of money the same as the Knights of the Cross have now in Marienburg.”
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