And kicking aside his chair, he snatched up a knife lying by the side of his plate and, bareheaded as he was, rushed towards the door.

Szilard had need of all his dexterity to catch him before he reached it and prevent him from rushing into the street like a madman.
"Let me murder him, let me murder that villain," he cried.
Szilard was a strong man so he easily disarmed the youth.
Then Coloman began to weep and fling himself on the ground.

Szilard seized him by the arm and hoisted him on to a chair again.
"Be a man!" he cried.

"Of whom do you speak ?--whom do you want to kill ?" "That villain Margari." "Then it was he who persuaded you to take this step ?" "I will tell you all about it, sir, and you shall judge me.

When I left my grandfather's house, that Satan sought me out, affected sympathy for me and asked me what I meant to do.