“How was it? Tell, by the living God, for I cannot stay in my skin!”
“Breath fails me yet,” said Kharlamp; “I have ridden day and night, I am terribly tired. Charnyetski will come, then I will tell all from the beginning. Let me now draw breath a little.”
“Then Karl has gone out of the sack. I foresaw that, did I not? Do you not remember that I prophesied it? Let Kovalski testify.”
“Uncle foretold it,” said Roh.
“And whither has Karl gone?” asked Pan Michael.
“The infantry sailed down in boats; but he, with cavalry, has gone along the Vistula to Warsaw.”
“Was there a battle?”
“There was and there was not. In brief, give me peace, for I cannot talk.”
“But tell me one thing. Is Sapyeha crushed altogether?”
“How crushed! He is pursuing the king; but of course Sapyeha will never come up with anybody.”