“We have been speaking of your misfortune, which is at the same time our own,” said Zagloba; “for God is our witness that we can console ourselves with nothing. This, however, would be a barren sentiment if we were to aid you only in shedding tears; therefore we have determined to shed blood also,--to rescue the unfortunate lady, if she still walks upon the earth.”
“God reward you!” said Skshetuski.
“We will go with you even to Hmelnitski’s camp,” said Volodyovski.
“God reward you!” repeated Skshetuski.
“We know that you have sworn to seek her, living or dead; therefore we are ready, even to-day.”
Skshetuski, having seated himself on a bench, fixed his eyes on the ground and made no answer. At last anger got control of Zagloba. “Does he intend to give her up?” thought he. “If he does,
