"I went with Vah to hunt wolves. I shot one. Later on I lay down to sleep, and my head aches somewhat."
"But look in the glass, and see what a face thou hast."
Hania stopped eating for a while, and looked at me carefully.
"Perhaps yesterday's visit to Ustrytsi has acted on you, Pan Henryk," said she.
I looked her straight in the eyes and inquired almost sharply,—
"What dost thou mean by that?"
Hania was confused and began to explain something indistinctly. Selim came to her aid,—
"But that is very natural. Whoever is in love grows thin."
I looked now at Hania, now at Selim, and replied slowly, putting a sharp accent on each syllable,—
"I do not see that ye are growing thin, either thou or Hania."