"Then how will we get him?"
"He will be in Bogdaniec this evening, do not worry about that; now we must go home."
"You hit him hard!"
"Bah! It is not the first one!"
"Other girls are afraid to even look at a crossbow; but with you, one can go to the forest all his life."
Jagienka smiled at such praise, but she did not answer; they returned the same way they came. Zbyszko asked her about the beavers and she told him how many of them there were in Moczydoly, and how many in Zgorzelice.
Suddenly she struck her hip with her hand and exclaimed:
"Well, I left my arrows on the willow. Wait!"
Before he could say that he would return for them, she jumped back like a roe and disappeared. Zbyszko waited and waited; at last he began to wonder what detained her so long.
"She must have lost the arrows and is searching for them," he said to himself; "but I will go and see whether anything has happened to her."