"A battle! The Poles are fleeing before the Cossacks."
"And I am pursuing?"
"I see you too. You encounter a little knight. Hur! hur! hur! Be on your guard against the little knight."
"And the princess?"
"She is not there. I see you again, and with you some one who is betraying you,--your false friend."
Bogun was devouring with his eyes at one instant the foam, at another Horpyna; and at the same time he worked with his brain to aid the soothsaying.
"What friend?"
"I don't see. I don't know whether old or young."
"Old, he must be old!"
"Maybe he is old!"