"Yes, my lord, they have gone to seize Dionysius Banfy. A great price is set on his head."
"How much?"
"If a nobleman takes him, he is to receive an estate; if a peasant, two hundred ducats."
"That is not much though I suppose it will be enough for you. I am Dionysius Banfy."
The peasant took off his cap.
"Is there any place you wish me to guide you to, my lord?"
"Guide me to the place where they will pay you the two hundred ducats."
In another quarter of an hour a frightful explosion reëchoed in the mountains and made the earth quake for half a mile around. The enchanted hollow of Gregyina-Drakuluj was in inaccessible confusion.