"I am a soldier, I serve the hetman; let God be my judge!" said Kharlamp, passing to the right side.
" And I! " added Myeleshko. "Not mine will be the sin!"
"I protested as a citizen; as a soldier I must obey," added a third, Nyevyarovski, who, though he had thrown down his baton before, was evidently afraid of Radzivill now.
After them passed over a number of others, and quite a large group of nobles; but Mirski, the highest in office, and Stankyevich, the oldest in years, Hoshchyts, Volodyovski, and Oskyerko remained where they were, and with them the two Skshetuskis, Zagloba, and a great majority as well of the officers of various heavy and light squadrons as of nobles. The Scottish infantry surrounded them like a wall.
Kmita, the moment the prince proposed the toast in honor of Karl Gustav, sprang up from his seat with all the guests, stared fixedly and stood as if turned to stone, repeating with pallid lips, "God! God! God! what have I done?"
At the same time a low voice, but for his ear distinct, whispered near by, "Pan Andrei!"
He seized suddenly his hair with his hands. "I am cursed for the ages! May the earth swallow me!"
A flame flashed out on Olenka's face; her eyes bright as stars were fixed on Kmita. "Shame to those who remain with the hetman! Choose! God, All Powerful! — What are you doing? Choose!"
"Jesus! Jesus!" cried Kmita.
Meanwhile the hall was filled with cries. Others had thrown their batons at the feet of the prince, but Kmita did not join them; he did not move even when the prince shouted, "Ganhoff and Kmita, to me!" nor when the Scottish infantry entered the hall; and he stood torn with suffering and despair, with wild look, with blue lips.
Suddenly he turned to Panna Billevich and stretched his hands to her. "Olenka! Olenka!" repeated he, with a sorrowful groan, like a child whom some wrong is confronting.
But she drew back with aversion and fear in her face.
"Away, traitor!" she answered with force.
At that moment Ganhoff commanded, "Forward!" and the division of Scots surrounding the prisoners moved toward the door.
Kmita began to follow them like one out of his mind, not knowing where he was going or why he was going.
The banquet was ended.
