to those knights that not only the room, but the whole castle was too narrow for it; in fact, their first impression had not deceived them, for sitting in their presence was Yanush Radzivill, prince at Birji and Dubinki, voevoda of Vilna and grand hetman of Lithuania, — a man so powerful and proud that in all his immense estates, in all his dignities, nay, in Jmud and in Lithuania itself, it was too narrow for him.
The younger man in the long wig and foreign dress was Prince Boguslav, the cousin of Yanush. After a while he whispered something more in the ear of the hetman, and at last said audibly, —
"I will leave, then, my signature on the document and go."
"Since it cannot be otherwise, go," said Yanush, "though I would that you remained, for it is unknown what may happen."
"You have planned everything properly; henceforth it is needful to look carefully to the cause, and now I commit you to God."
"May the Lord have in care our whole house and bring it praise."
"Adieu, mon frere."
"Adieu."
The two princes shook hands ; then Boguslav went out hurriedly, and the grand hetman turned to the visitors. "Pardon me, gentlemen, that I let you wait," said he, with a low, deliberate voice ; "but now time and attention are snatched from us on every side. I have heard your names, and rejoice in my soul that God sent me such knights in this crisis. Be seated, dear guests. Who of you is Pan Yan Skshetuski?"
"I am, at the service of your highness."
"Then you are a starosta — pardon me, I forgot."
"I am not a starosta," answered Yan.
"How is that? "asked the prince, frowning with his two mighty brows; "they have not made you a starosta for what you did at Zbaraj?"
"I have never asked for the office."
"But they should have made you starosta without the asking. How is this? What do you tell me? You rewarded with nothing, forgotten entirely? This is a wonder to me. But I am talking at random. It should astonish no man; for in these days only he is rewarded who
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