"Search him!" cried he, pointing to Jendzian.
"As I live, violence is done me! I am a nobleman, though a servant, and, gentlemen, you will answer for this in court."
"Bogun, let him go!" said Zagloba.
But that moment one of the Cossacks found two letters in Jendzian's bosom, and gave them to the lieutenant-colonel. Bogun directed the Cossacks to withdraw at once, for not knowing how to read, he did not wish to expose himself before them; then turning to Zagloba, he said,----
"Read, and I will look after this young fellow."
Zagloba shut his left eye, on which he had a cataract, and read the address:--
"To my gracious lady and benefactress, Princess Kurtsevichova in Rozlogi."
"So you, my little falcon, are going to Lubni, and you don't know where Rozlogi is?" said Bogun, surveying Jendzian with a terrible look.
"Where they send me, there I go!"
"Am I to open it? The seal of a nobleman is sacred," remarked Zagloba.