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Chapter 65: Families of Old VII
The gigantic Kulvit-Hippocentaurus stared fixedly for some time at Eanitski; at last he waved his hand and said: “You 're a fool! Strike your best, but still you can't hold your own before Jargan with a saber.”
“For no one can stand before him; but try yourself.”
“You will not win against me with a pistol.”
“For a ducat a shot.”
“A ducat! But where and at what?”
Eanitski cast his eyes around; at last he cried out, pointing at the skulls, “Between the antlers, for a ducat!”
“For what?” asked Jargan.
“Between the antlers for two ducats, for three! Bring the pistols!”
“Agreed!” cried Jargan. “Let it be three. Zend, get the pistols!”
All began to shout louder and louder, and bargain among themselves; meanwhile Zend went to the antechamber, and soon returned with pistols, a pouch of bullets, and a horn with powder.
Eanitski grasped for a pistol. “Is it loaded?” asked he.
“Loaded.”
“For three,
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