Here Yashevski mixed in the conversation. “We don't care for the dragoons,“ said he. “We used to think Poles powerful through them; but we discovered at Pilavtsi that they are not the Poles of other days, who beat the Turks, Tartars, and Germans.“
“Not Zamoiskis, Jolkyevskis, Khodkyevichi, Hmelyetskis, and Konyetspolskis,“ interrupted Hmelnitski, “but Chorzovskis and Zaiontchkovskis,--big fellows, wrapped in iron; and they were dying of terror as soon as they saw us, and ran off, though there were only three thousand Tartars in the place.“
The commissioners were silent, but the eating and drinking seemed to them more and more bitter each moment.
“I beg you humbly to drink and eat,“ said Hmelnitski, “or I shall think that our simple Cossack fare cannot pass your lordly throats.“
“Oh, if
