At this the abbot reddened with anger:
"Did you ever see such people? They do not wish to accept anything from a relative! You have too much bread! I did not take waste land and I do not return it waste; and if I want to give you this bag, I will do it!"
"You would not do that!" exclaimed Macko.
"I will not do it! Here is your pledge! Here is your money! I give it because I want to, and had I even thrown it into the road, it would be none of your affairs. You shall see if I will not do as I wish!"
Having said this, he seized the bag and threw it on the floor so hard that it burst, and the money was scattered.
"May God reward you! May God reward you, father and benefactor!" exclaimed Macko, who had been waiting for this; "I would not accept it from anyone else, but from a relation and a spiritual father, I will accept it."
The abbot looked threateningly at both of them, and finally he said:
"Although I am angry, I know what I am doing; therefore hold what you have, because I assure you that you shall not have one skojeo more."
"We did not expect even this."
"You know that Jagienka will inherit everything I have."