"Don't go! It's better with you here." Then he continued to say to
Zbyszko:
"Two of them visit us. One of them is young Wilk, the son of old Wilk of Bizozowa; the other is Cztan[78] of Rogow. If they meet you here, they will gnash their teeth, as they do at each other."
"Owa!" said Zbyszko. Then he turned to Jagienka and asked:
"Which do you prefer?"
"Neither of them."
"Wilk is a great boy," said Zych.
"Let him go in another direction!"
"And Cztan?"
Jagienka began to laugh:
"Cztan," said she, turning toward Zbyszko, "he has hair on his face like a goat; one can hardly see his eyes; and he has as much grease on him as a bear."