The Knights of the Cross, or, Krzyzacy: Historical RomanceSienkiewicz, Henryk
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The Knights of the Cross, or, Krzyzacy: Historical Romance
Sienkiewicz, Henryk
Poland -- History -- Jagellons, 1386-1572 -- Fiction; Teutonic Knights -- History -- Fiction
"This knight: Zbyszko of Bogdaniec. You remember him in Krakow...."
And Jurand gazed with his sound eye at the youth for a moment and said:
"I remember ... but where is Danusia?"
"She did not ride with you?" anxiously inquired the princess.
"How could she ride with me, when I did not go to her?"
Zbyszko and the princess looked at each other, believing him to be still
speaking under the influence of the fever. Then the lady said: "Wake up,
for God's sake! There was no girl with, you?"
"Girl? With me?" inquired Jurand in amazement.
"Because your people perished, but she could not be found among them."
"Why did you leave her in Spychow?"
He then again repeated, but now with alarm in his voice:
"In Spychow? Why, she is with you, Your Highness, not with me!"
"However you sent a letter for her to the Forest Court."
"In the name of the Father and Son!" replied Jurand. "I did not send for
her at all."
Then the princess suddenly became pale:
"What is that?" she said, "are you positive that you are speaking in your
right senses?"
"For God's mercy, where is the child?" exclaimed Jurand, starting up.
Father Wyszoniek, on hearing this, quickly left the room, while the
princess continued:
"Listen: There arrived an armed retinue and a letter from you to the
Forest Court, for Danusia. The letter stated that you were knocked down
in a conflagration by a falling beam ... that you were half blinded and
that you wished to see the child.... They took Danusia and rode away...."
"My head swims!" exclaimed Jurand. "As there is a God in Heaven, there
was no fire in Spychow, nor did I send for her!"
At that moment Father Wyszoniek returned with the letter, which he handed
to Jurand and inquired: "Is not this your clerkly writing?"
"I do not know."
"And the seal?"
"It is mine."
"What does the letter say?"
Father Wyszoniek read the letter while Jurand listened, tearing his hair
and finally saying: "The writing is counterfeited! ... the seal is
false!... my soul! They have captured my child and will destroy her!"
"Who are they?"
"The Teutons!"
"For God's sake! The prince must be informed! He shall send messengers to
the master!" exclaimed the princess. "Merciful Jesus, save her and help!"
... and she left the room screaming.
Jurand jumped out of bed and began hurriedly to clothe his gigantic
frame. Zbyszko sat as if petrified, but in a few moments his tightly set
teeth began to gnash with rage.
"How do you know that the Teutons captured her?" asked Father Wyszoniek.
"By the Passion of our Lord, I'll swear!"
"Wait! ... It may be so. They came to complain about you to the Forest
Court."
"They wanted to take revenge on you..."
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