"What are you prating about?"
But at this moment, the Bohemian and the other boy also burst out laughing.
"You see!" exclaimed the disguised boy. "Who could recognize me. You even have failed to recognize me!"
Then Macko looked at the lovely figure carefully and exclaimed:
"In the name of the Father and Son! It is a true carnival! You also here, croaking thing. Why?"
"Yes! Why? Those who are on the road have no time to lose."
"Is it not to-morrow at dawn, that you were to leave?"
"Certainly! to-morrow at dawn, so that all may know. To-morrow they will think at Zgorzelice that I am your guest, and they will not notice it till the day after to-morrow. Sieciechowa and Jasiek know it. But Jasko promised, upon knightly honor, that he will tell only then, when the people begin to be restless. How is it you did not recognize me?"
Now it was Macko's turn to laugh.
"Let me have a good look at you; you are an excessively fine boy!… and singularly so. From such one might expect to raise a good breed…. I justly declare, if this fellow were, (pointing at himself) were not old,—well! But, even thus I tell you, keep off, girl, from creeping under my eyes, stand back!…"