"But you will take a crossbow!"
"What can I do with a crossbow during the night? There is no moon now! I will take a fork and a strong axe, and I will go alone to-morrow."
Jagienka was silent for awhile; but great uneasiness was reflected on her face.
"Last year," said she, "the huntsman, Bezduch, was killed by a bear. It is dangerous, because as soon as the bear sees a man near the barcie, he immediately stands up on his hind feet."
"If he ran away, I could not get him," answered Zbyszko.
At that moment Zych who had been dozing, suddenly awakened and began to sing:
"Thou Kuba, of toil
I Maciek of pleasure,
Go then in the morning with the yoke in the field,
While I amuse myself with Kasia."
Then he said to Zbyszko:
"You know? There are two of them, Wilk of Brzozowa and Cztan of Rogow; and you?"
But Jagienka being afraid that Zych would say too much, swiftly approached Zbyszko, and began to inquire: