Zbyszko returned to his uncle.
"You must go inside."
But Macko answered, without moving from the log:
"Hej! I what a girl! I She made the court-yard brighter!"
"That is true!"
There was a moment of silence. Macko seemed to be thinking about something while looking at the stars; then he said, as if he were speaking to himself:
"She is pretty and a good housekeeper, although she is not more than fifteen years old."
"Yes!" answered Zbyszko. "Therefore old Zych loves her dearly."
"And he said that the estate of Moczydoly will be her dowry; and there on the pastures is a herd of mares with many colts."
"Are there not a great many marshes in the Moczydlowski estate?"