“Suppose you make a vow to the Lord Jesus himself?”
“Of course he is over all of them. But suppose your father had injured my servant, and I went to Krakow to complain to the king; what would the king tell me? He would say thus: ‘I am monarch over all the country, and you complain to me about one of your peasants! Do you not have my officials in your part of the country; why did you not go to the castellan?’ So the Lord Jesus is the ruler over the whole universe; but for smaller affairs, he employs the saints.”
“Then I will tell you what to do,” said Zbyszko, who entered just now; “make a vow to our late queen, that if she intercede for you, you will make a pilgrimage to Krakow. Why should you search after strange saints, when we have our own lady, who is better than they?”
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