“And it is hard to find,” said Zbyszko. “If the Teutons send messengers with letters, how will they find us?”
“They have sent out several times already, and they have people who know the way.”
“If we could only meet them at Spychow,” said Zbyszko.
This wish was realized sooner than the young knight thought, for issuing from the forest into the open country, where lay Spychow among the swamps, they perceived before them two riders and a low sledge, in which were sitting three dark figures.
The night was very bright, therefore the whole group was perfectly visible against the white background of snow. Jurand’s and Zbyszko’s heart began to beat faster at this sight, because who else would be riding to Spychow in the middle of the night, but the messengers from the Teutons?
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