Jozwowicz. Jan Miliszewski.
Jan (appears in the half-open door).—Pst!
Doctor.—Who is there?
Jan.—It is I, Miliszewski. Are you alone?
Doctor.—You may enter. What then?
Jan.—Everything is over. He did not live five minutes. I have ordered them to carry the body to Miliszewo.
Doctor.—Your mother is not here?
Jan.—I sent her to the city. To-day is election day and mamma does not know that I have withdrawn, therefore she will wait for the evening papers in the hope that she will find my name among those elected.
Doctor.—Did no one see?
Jan.—I am afraid they will see the blood. He bled dreadfully.