ment) or the honor of our couatry for which we are laboring
to devote--"

"From disobedience flows all the evil in the Common-
wealth," said the voevoda of Kieff, with seriousness.

"Are we therefore to permit the disgrace of our country?
And if to-morrow we are commanded to go with ropes
around our necks to Tugai Bey and Hmelnitski, are we to
do that for obedience' sake?"

"Veto!" called Pan Kryshtof.

"Veto!" repeated Kyerdei.

The prince turned to the colonels. "Speak, veterans!"
said he.

Pan Zatsvilikhovski began: "Your Highness, I am seventy
years old. I am an orthodox Russian, I was a Cossack com-
missioner, and Hmelnitski himself called me father, and
ought rather to speak for negotiations; but if I have to
speak for disgrace or war, then till I go to the grave I shall
say war!"

"War!" said Skshetuski.

"War, war!" repeated several voices, in fact those of all
present. "War, war!"

"Let it be according to your words," said the prince,
seriously; and he struck the open letter of Kisel with his
baton.