“Was it a Browning?” Yourii asked this.
“Yes. It was an awful sight. The wall was splashed with blood and brains, and his face was utterly disfigured. Sanine must have given him a teaser.” He laughed. “A tough customer is that lad!”
Ivanoff nodded approvingly.
“He’s strong enough, I warrant you.”
“Coarse brute!” said Yourii, in disgust.
Sina glanced timidly at him.
“In my opinion it was not his fault,” she said. “He couldn’t possibly wait until…”
“Yes, yes,” replied Riasantzeff, “but to hit a fellow like that! Sarudine had challenged him.”
“There you go!” exclaimed Ivanoff irritably, as he shrugged his shoulders.
“If you come to think of it, duelling is absurd!” said Yourii.