“Yes.”
“And from whom did you learn that I was alive?”
“From Kuklinovski’s men. The prior, Kordetski, celebrated High Mass from delight, in thanksgiving to God. Then there was a report that Pan Babinich had conducted the king through the mountains; so I knew that that was your grace, no one else.”
“And Father Kordetski is well?”
“Well; only it is unknown whether the angels will not take him alive to heaven any day, for he is a saint.”
“Surely he is nothing else. Where did you discover that I came with the king to Lvoff?”
“I thought, since you conducted the king you must be near him; but I was afraid that your grace might move to the field and that I should be late.”
“To-morrow I go with the Tartars.”
“Then it has happened well, for I bring your grace two full belts, one which I wore and the other you carried, and besides, those precious stones which we took from the caps of boyars, and those which your grace took when we seized the treasury of Hovanski.”
“Those were good times when we gathered in wealth; but there cannot be much of it now, for I left a good bit with Father Kordetski.”