“I hear that you are going to the city to-day,” said Svirski; “let us go together.”
“Agreed!”
And, turning to his wife, he said,—
“Marynia, hast thou not walked enough? Wilt thou lean on me?”
Marynia took his arm, and they walked to the veranda together; after that she went in to give command to bring the afternoon tea.
“I have received a wonderful despatch,” said Pan Stanislav; “I did not wish to show it before my wife. Osnovski asks me where Ignas is, and asks that I go to the city on his affair. What can that be?”
“It is a wonderful thing,” answered Svirski. “Panna Ratkovski writes me that something has happened there.”
“Has any one fallen ill?”
“They would have sent for Pan Ignas directly. If it were Panna Castelli or Pani Bronich, they would summon him at once.”
“But if Osnovski didn’t wish to frighten him, he would telegraph to me.”