"Yes, but it is so prompt," said D'Harville. "Click! and it is done; the will is not more rapid. Really! it is marvelous."
"Take care, D'Harville, such jokes are always dangerous, and accidents might happen," said Lucenay, seeing the marquis again place the pistol to his lips.
"Do you think that if it was loaded I would play these tricks?"
"Doubtless, no, but it is always wrong."
"Look here, sirs, this is the way they do it; the barrel is introduced delicately between the teeth, and then—"
"How foolish you are, D'Harville, when you once get a-going," said
Lucenay, shrugging his shoulders.
"The finger is placed on the trigger," added D'Harville.
"Is he not a child—childish at his age?"
"A little movement on the lock," continued the marquis, "and one goes straight to the land of spirits."
With these words the pistol went off.