It was a pistol with a short range, carrying an ammonia shell.

If he could get near enough to Rovinski, he could settle his business very quickly; but he believed that the pistol carried by the Pole was of the ordinary kind, and dangerous.
Something must be done immediately.

It was very cold; they must soon return to the vessel.

Suddenly, without a word, Mr.Marcy started his sledge forward at its utmost speed.

The Pole gave a loud cry and raised his right hand, in which he held a heavy pistol.