“And I as a minstrel with my lute. Believe me, gentlemen, that I have more experience than any of you; but since the lute has disgusted me to the last degree, I'll take bagpipes.“
“I too shall be good for something,“ said Podbipienta.
“Of course,“ added Zagloba. “Whenever we need to cross the Dnieper you will carry us over, like Saint Christopher.“
“I thank you from my soul, gentlemen,“ said Pan Yan; “and I accept your readiness with a willing heart. There is nothing to be compared with trusty friends, of whom as I see Providence has not deprived me. May the great God grant me to repay you with my health and property!“
“We are all as one man!“ shouted Zagloba. “God is pleased with concord, and you will find that we shall soon see the fruit of our labors.“
“Then nothing else remains to
