“Have you murdered her?” asked she of Sakovich.
“God preserve me!” answered the starosta of Oshmiana.
“I command you to unbind her!”
There was such power in that voice that Sakovich said not a word, as if the command had come from Princess Radzivill herself, and began to unbind the unconscious Panna Kulvyets.
“And now,” said the lady, “go to your master, who is lying up there.”
“What has happened?” cried Sakovich, coming to himself. “You will answer for him!”
“Not to thee, serving-man! Be off!”
Sakovich sprang out of the chamber as if possessed.
CHAPTER XLIV.
Sakovich did not leave Boguslav’s bedside for two days, the second paroxysm being worse than the first. The prince’s jaws closed so firmly that attendants had to open them with a knife to pour medicine into his mouth. He rega
