«Return good for good. Have faith in me, have confidence that what I do I do for the public good. Do not fall away from me when you see the treason and desertion of others, when malice increases, when--» Here the prince stopped suddenly.
«I swear,» said Kmita, with ardor, «and give my word of honor to remain by the person of your highness, my leader, father, and benefactor, to my last breath.»
Then Kmita looked with eyes full of fire at the prince, and was alarmed at the change which had suddenly come over him. His face was purple, the veins swollen, drops of sweat were hanging thickly on his lofty forehead, and his eyes cast an unusual gleam.
«What is the matter, your highness?» asked the knight, unquietly.
«Nothing! nothing!»
Radzivill rose, moved with hurried step to a kneeling des
