CHAPTER XXIV.
The priest even feared that at a second awakening dizziness might seize the sick man and deprive him of his mind for a long time. But he promised the princess and Zbyshko that when Yurand spoke he would inform them. They left the chamber, and he went to sleep himself.
Yurand woke on the second day just before noon, but this time in perfect consciousness. The princess and Zbyshko were with him. He sat up on the couch, looked at the princess, recognized her, and said,—
"Gracious lady as God lives, am I in Tsehanov, then?"
"Yes, and you have slept over Christmas."
"The snow covered me. Who saved me?"
"This knight, Zbyshko of Bogdanets. You remember, you saw him in Cracow."
Yurand looked a while with his sound eye at the young man, then said,—
"I remember. But where is Danusia?"
"Did she come with you?" asked the princess, with alarm.
"How could she come with me when I was going to her?"
Zbyshko and the princess looked at each other, thinking that fever was speaking through Yurand's mouth yet.
"Come to thyself," said the lady, "by the dear God! Was not the girl with you?"
"The girl! With me?" asked Yurand, with amazement.
"All your attendants perished, but she was not found among them. Why did you leave her in Spyhov?"
Yurand repeated once more, but now with alarm in his voice,—
"In Spyhov? Why, gracious lady, she is living with you, not with me."
"But you sent people and a letter for her to the hunting-lodge."
"In the name of the Father and the Son!" answered Yurand. "I have not sent for her at all."
That moment the princess grew pale.
"What is this?" asked she. "Are you sure that you are in your right mind?"
