It was enough that he saw a weapon bared.

Too late, then, to reason with John Law, "Beau" Law of Edinboro', "Jessamy" Law, the best blade and the coolest head in all the schools of arms that taught him fence.
For a moment Law paused and raised his point, whether in query or in salute the onlookers scarce could tell.

Sure it was that Wilson was the first to fall into the assault.

Scarce pausing in his stride, he came on blindly, and, raising his own point, lunged straight for his opponent's breast.

Sad enough was the fate which impelled him to do this thing.
It was over in an instant.