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- After Ulrich's men settled on the crest of the hill, he wandered far down the forest looking for Georg Znyaem.
- Moments later he came across his enemy. Both men stood staring at each other for long silent moment. Each man had a riiffle in his hand.
- Before any actions from the men, nature took the matters into her own hands. A storm crashed over their heads.Literally.
- Im caught in my own forest land. When my men come to release us, you will wish ,perhaps, that you were in a better plight than caught poaching on a neighbors land, shame on you.
- So you're not killed, as you ought to be, but you're caught, anyway.caught fast. Ho, what a jest, Ulrich Von Gradwitz snared in his stolen forest. There's real justice for you!
- Could you reach this flask if I threw it over toyou?""There is good winein it, and one may as well be as comfortable as onecan. Let us drink, even if tonight one of us dies.
- 'No, I can scarcely see anything; there isso much blood caked round my eyes, and in any case I don't drink winewith an enemy.
- Lying here tonight, thinking, I've come to think we've beenrather fools; there are better things in life thangetting the better of a boundary dispute .Neighbor, if you will help me to bury the old quarrel, I-I will ask you to be my friend."
- Neighbor," he said presently,"do as youplease if your men come first. It was a fair com-pact. But as for me, I've changed my mind. If mymen are the first to come, you shall be the first tobe helped, as though you were my guest. Wehave quarreled like devils all our lives over thisstupid strip of forest, where the trees can't evenstand upright in a breath of wind.
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