I rose and placed myself in the position, and he said he understood how it was.
A lady said,—
“You should have put your hand behind your body.”
“Excuse me, madam, but I thought it better to put my body behind my hand.”
This sally made Branicki laugh, but his sister said to me,—
“You wanted to kill my brother, for you aimed at his head.”
“God forbid, madam! my interest lay in keeping him alive to defend me from his friends.”
“But you said you were going to fire at his head.”
“That’s a mere figure of speech, just as one says, ‘I’ll blow your brains out.’ The skilled duellist, however, always aims at the middle of the body; the head does not offer a large enough surface.”
“Yes,” said Branicki, “your tactics were superior to mine, and I am obliged to you for the lesson you gave me.”