I am ready.

But that will not help you to take Toroczko.
All are in arms there and waiting for you.

Go ahead with your plan.
You'll find many an old acquaintance to receive you there.

Our defences are abundantly able to withstand your soldiers, who, you know well enough, are tired of fighting and have no love for storming ramparts.
Kill me, if you wish, but there will be only one man the less against you; and all the satisfaction you and your men will get from Toroczko will be broken heads.

Not one stone will you disturb in all the town." "We'll soon make you sing another tune," returned Diurbanu, and he began to roll up his sleeves, like an executioner preparing to torture his victim.