“What is the matter with the young knight?”
“There is nothing the matter with him,” answered Macko of Turoboje; “he is in love with a girl of the princess’ court and he wants to see her as soon as possible.”
“Ah!” answered de Lorche, putting both of his hands on his heart. He began to sigh so deeply that Macko shrugged his shoulders and said to himself:
“Is it possible that he is sighing for that old woman? It may be that his senses are impaired!”
In the meanwhile he conducted de Lorche into the large hall of the mansion which was ornamented with the horns of bisons, elks and deer, and was lighted by the large logs burning in the fireplace. In the middle of the hall stood a table covered with kilimek[96] and dishes for breakfast; there were only a few courtiers present, with whom Zbysz
