“We watched till morning, Colonel; we fell asleep only in the broad day.”
Kmita looked around. “Where are we?”
“In the forest, Colonel.”
“I see that myself. But what sort of a cabin is this?”
“We know not ourselves.”
“Follow me,” said Kmita. And he turned to the inside of the cabin. Soroka followed.
“Listen,” said Kmita, sitting on the bed. “Did the prince fire at me?”
“He did.”
“And what happened to him?”
“He escaped.”