Kordetski made the sign of the cross in the darkness.
A third person stood near the two. This was Zamoyski.
“What is the matter?” asked he.
“Babinich has gone to blow up the siege gun.”
“How is that? What is that?”
“He took a roll of powder, cord, and flint, and went.”
Zamoyski pressed his head between his hands.
“Jesus, Mary! Jesus, Mary! All alone?”
“All alone.”
“Who let him go? That’s an impossible deed!”