Cosel listened to the description of the festivities, and was irritated at the thought that formerly such splendour was displayed for her. It again aroused in her the desire of escape, and of revenge upon the tyrant for her suffering and humiliation.
Several times she was ready to say to Zaklika, "Now is your turn." He expected it, and waited. He was ready to die for her sake, but did not wish to awaken the danger himself.
One day when the Jewish pedlar brought to Cosel, together with some goods, a newspaper describing the last entertainments given for the King of Prussia, and among the others the same carousal that was for the first time organized for her, she became indignant.
Zaklika came in at that moment. She was walking to and fro thoughtfully.
"Are you still ready to risk your life for me?" she asked.
"Yes!" answered Zaklika simply.
"Have you any means of freeing me?"
"I will find some."
"I pity you; you were the most faithful to me," said she; "but I must escape from here, I must."
Zaklika stood thoughtful.