“It is going yet! higher, higher!” cried the soldiers. “It will vanish from the eye!” In fact the fog hanging on the cliff began to rise toward the sky in the form of an immense pillar of smoke; the church planted, as it were, on the summit of that pillar, seemed to rise higher each instant; at the same time when it was far up, as high as the clouds themselves, it was veiled more and more with vapor; you would have said that it was melting, liquefying; it became more indistinct, and at last vanished altogether. Miller turned to the officers, and in his eyes were depicted astonishment and a superstitious dread. “I acknowledge, gentlemen,” said he, “that I have never seen such a thing in my life, altogether opposed to nature: it must be the enchantment of papists.” “I have heard,” said Sadovski, “soldiers crying out, ‘How can you fire at such a fortress?’ In truth I know not how.” “But what is there now?” cried the Prince of Hesse. “Is that church in the fog, or is it gone?” “Though this were an ordinary phenomenon of nature, in any event it forebodes us no good. See, gentlemen, from the time that we came here we have not advanced one step.” “If,” answered Sadovski, “we had only not advanced; but to tell the truth, we have suffered defeat after defeat, and last night was the worst. The soldiers losing willingness lose courage, and will begin to be negligent. You have no idea of what they say in the regiments. Besides, wonderful things take place; for instance, for a certain time no man can go alone, or even two men, out of the camp; whoever does so is as if he had fallen through the earth, as if wolves were prowling around Chenstohova. I sent myself, not long since, a banneret and three men to Vyelunie for warm clothing, and from that day, no tidings of them.” “It will be worse when winter comes; even now the nights are unendurable,” added the Prince of Hesse. “The mist is growing thinner!” said Miller, on a sudden. In fact a breeze rose and began to blow away the vapors. In the bundles of fog something began to quiver; finally the sun rose and the air grew transparent. The walls of the cloister were outlined faintly, then out came the church and the cloister. Everything was in its old place. The fortress was quiet and still, as if people were not living in it. “General,” said the Prince of Hesse, with energy, “try negotiations again, it is needful to finish at once.” “But if negotiations lead to nothing, do you, gentlemen, advise to give up the siege?” asked Miller, gloomily. The officers were silent. After a while Sadovski said,— “Your worthiness knows best that it will come to that.”