Zbyszko now touched his head with his hand as if he had just remembered something important, and said:
"I must ask you for one thing more; have you any bear's grease? I want to use it for medicine for my uncle; and I could not find any in Bogdaniec."
"We used to have some," answered Jagienka; "but the boys have used some to grease their bows, and the dogs have eaten the rest."
"Is there none left?"
"Not a bit!"
"Well, then, I must find some in the forest."
"Have a hunting party for bears; there are plenty of them; and if you want some hunting implements, we will lend you some."
"I cannot wait. I will go some night to a barcie."
"Take a few men with you."
"No, I shall not do that, for they will frighten the beast."