The lord no doubt rides a horse as fleet as the wind and commands the troops!" The heyduke twirled the lower tier of his moustache, and his eyes beamed.
"What a warlike people!" continued the Jew.

"Ah, woe is me, what a fine race! Golden cords and trappings that shine like the sun; and the maidens, wherever they see warriors--Ai, ai!" Again the Jew wagged his head.
The heyduke twirled his upper moustache and uttered a sound somewhat resembling the neighing of a horse.
"I pray my lord to do us a service!" exclaimed the Jew: "this prince has come hither from a foreign land, and wants to get a look at the Cossacks.

He never, in all his life, has seen what sort of people the Cossacks are." The advent of foreign counts and barons was common enough in Poland: they were often drawn thither by curiosity to view this half-Asiatic corner of Europe.

They regarded Moscow and the Ukraine as situated in Asia.

So the heyduke bowed low, and thought fit to add a few words of his own.
"I do not know, your excellency," said he, "why you should desire to see them.