Wilczyca Page #4

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She doesn't like it here.

What's that?

What's that?

A wolf.

It'll be a long winter.

Well, go to bed.

Jesus Christ!

Hush, hush...

So I found you at last.

You came here then.

Why did you choose this place?

Because I like it.

And you?

From today I do. Most decidedly.

They were trapped on my

father's estates...

...and presented to his

Imperial Majesty.

You might say they are

my countrymen.

I can see they don't like you.

They're afraid of me.

It's you who's afraid.

Look out, the footman.

What are you doing?

I'll take you home

and bandage your hand.

Why did you leave without

a word?

Welcome to my home,

Otto.

Come in.

Mr Wosinski...

I see you have recovered

after your mysterious journey.

I have a letter

for you from your husband.

Do you have to shout so?

Put the letter down.

Good bye.

I thought you'd never come.

I've been here over an hour.

Welcome Matthew.

Heaven sent you.

I'm in a bad way. I've been sick.

Will you drink something?

I was afraid I wouldn't

get here.

There are soldiers

and gendarmes everywhere.

I had to pay 20 Talar for a pass.

Listen, Casper,

I've brought the rent for

the estate.

Why the hurry?

I haven't asked you for it.

I'd like to give you back

the lease as well.

Why, for heaven's sake?

I won't stay there a moment

longer... not a moment.

Have you lost your senses?

Have some wine.

Listen, Casper...

A few days ago I woke up

at night and heard...

...the dogs whimper...

I was sleeping above your

former alcove...

Quiet, quiet now.

That's all I remember.

I must have fainted.

The watchman found me...

And what was he doing there?

He came to tell me a wolf

had been seen nearby.

A big she-wolf? Was that it?

Later I saw her myself.

Wait, wait a moment...

Listen to me. Hear me out.

The day before there'd been

a battle nearby.

But Rymwid's manor is

a real stronghold.

With loyal men who'd been

in the insurrection.

- They even had a cannon.

- Spare me the tale of the battle.

But it's all part of the story.

Why?

Dear God...

The whole place was laid waste.

The cemetery was ploughed

up by grenades.

I tell you, bones were thrown

beyond the wall.

Skulls and everything

else mixed up.

Fresh bodies

and rotting carcasses.

Did you see Mary's grave?

It was only a hole and

mounds of earth.

I wonder,

- can she have got away?

- Nonsense.

No, Casper. It's not nonsense.

There was no trouble while she

had the stake in her heart.

But when the grave was

disturbed...

- The stake must have come out...

- Impossible.

Take my word for it!

Listen...

Since then I've felt her

presence in the house.

I hear her steps in the garden,

in the alcove.

I hear her laughter.

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