"It is wonderful," said old Wilk. "I have never yet seen any man who has not suffered from their wrongs and oppression."
"So it is in the whole fatherland," added Macko. "Neither Lithuania before its conversion to Christianity, nor even the Tartars were such a burden to the Polish kingdom as those devilish monks."
"Quite true, but this you also know, they gathered and gathered. It is time now to finish with them."
Then the old man spat in his hands, and young Wilk added:
"It cannot be otherwise now."
"It will come to pass, surely, but when? We cannot do it, it is the king's affair. It may be soon or not … God only knows. But meanwhile I must go to them."
"Is it not with ransom for Zbyszko?"
As his father mentioned Zbyszko's name young Wilk's face became pale with hatred.
But Macko replied quietly:
"May be with ransom but not for Zbyszko."