The unknown looked quickly at Kmita, then sighed and said, “Times are such now that it is better not to speak of this unless with confidants.” Then after a moment he added: “But you have brought that out well. You must have served with polished people, for your speech shows more training than your rank.”
“Rubbing against people, I have heard this and that, but I have never been a servant.”
“Whence are you by birth, I beg to ask?”
“From a village in the province of Trotsk.”
“Birth in a village is no drawback, if you are only noble; that’s the main thing. What is to be heard in Lithuania?”
“The old story,—no lack of traitors.”
“Traitors, do you say? What kind of traitors?”
“Those who have deserted the king and the Commonwealth.”
“How is the prince voevoda of Vilna?”
“Sick, it is said; his breath fails him.”