the old portraits of the Billeviches, hanging low, within two ells of the floor, for the wall was low. Above the portraits in a long unbroken row were fixed skulls of the aurochs, of stags, of elks, crowned with their antlers: some, blackened, were evidently very old; others Avere shining with whiteness. All four walls were ornamented with them.
"The hunting must be splendid, for I see abundance of wild beasts," said Kmita.
"We will go to-morrow or the day after. We must learn the neighborhood," answered Kokosinski. "Happy are you, Yendrus, to have a place to shelter your head!"
"Not like us," groaned Ranitski.
"Let us drink for our solace," said Rekuts.
"No, not for our solace," answered Kulvyets-Hippocentaurus, "but once more to the health of Yendrus, our beloved captain. It is he, my mighty lords, who has given here in Lyubich an asylum to us poor exiles without a roof above our heads."
"He speaks justly," cried a number of voices; "Kulvyets is not so stupid as he seems."
"Hard is our lot," piped Rekuts. "Our whole hope is that you will not drive us poor orphans out through your gates."
"Give us peace," said Kmita; "what is mine is yours."
With that all rose from their places and began to take him by the shoulders. Tears of tenderness flowed over those stern drunken faces.
"In you is all our hope, Yendrus," cried Kokosinski. "Let us sleep even on pea straw; drive us not forth."
"Give us peace," repeated Kmita.
"Drive us not forth; as it is, we have been driven, — we nobles and men of family," said Uhlik, plaintively.
"To a hundred fiends with you, who is driving you out? Eat, drink! What the devil do you want?"
"Do not deny us," said Ranitski, on whose face spots came out as on the skin of a leopard. "Do not deny us, Andrei, or we are lost altogether."
Here he began to stammer, put his finger to his forehead as if straining his wit, and suddenly said, looking with sheepish eyes on those present, "Unless fortune changes."
And all blurted out at once in chorus, "Of course it will change."
