I replied I had to go,as it was a business trip. She asked me if I really knew where I was going and what I was going to do.Then she got down on her knees and begged me not to go.:What silliness!"I thought.I helped her stand up and told her firmly that it was my business to go,and nothing could interfere with that.She wiped tears from her eyes.Then she took off the crucifix that hung around her neck,and put it around my neck.
"For your mother's sake,"she said before leaving my room.
I am writing as I wait for the coach.There are many townspeople around the inn,talking about me.I looked up in my dictionary the few words I could catch.If I am right,these words are "Ordog," which means Satan,and "vrolok,"which means something that is either wolf or vampire.These are quant superstitions.Here comes the coach now.Better late than never!