“You must do what Pan Volodyovski commands.”
“I must.”
“He commands you now to renounce Radzivill for the future, and not to serve him, but the country.”
“How is that?” asked Pan Roh, scratching his head.
“A command!” cried Zagloba.
“I obey!” said Kovalski.
“That is right! At the first chance you will thrash the Swedes.”
“If it is the order, it is the order!” answered Kovalski, and breathed deeply, as if a great burden had fallen from his breast.
Zagloba was equally well satisfied, for he had his own views concerning Kovalski. They began then to listen in harmony to the sounds of the battle which came to them, and listened about an hour longer, until all was silent.
Zagloba was more and more alarmed. “If they have not succeeded?” asked he.