"But it may be that you are already repenting, Haggart?
You are a splendid man, Gart.

I know you; when you are sober you cannot hurt even a fly.

Perhaps you were intoxicated--that happens with young people--and Philipp may have said something to you, and you--" "No." "No?
Well, then, let it be no.

Am I not right, children?
But perhaps something strange came over you--it happens with people--suddenly a red mist will get into a man's head, the beast will begin to howl in his breast, and--In such cases one word is enough--" "No, Philipp did not say anything to me.

He passed along the road, when I jumped out from behind a large rock and stuck a knife into his throat.
He had no time even to be scared.