“We will try them!” answered Pan Yan.
“It is a wonder to me that they are setting fire.”
“The nobles must have resisted, or the peasants risen if they attacked the church.”
“Well, we shall see!” said Pan Michael. And he was panting with satisfaction.
Then Zagloba clattered up to him. “Pan Michael?”
“What?”
“I see that the odor of Swedish flesh has come to you. There will surely be a battle, will there not?”
“As God gives, as God gives!”
“But who will guard the prisoner?”
“What prisoner?”