Achmed Abdullah,
The Man on Horseback — Chapter 32
(1903)
“ Deliberately! Shooting on a foul! Shooting to kill—to murder, rather! But Tom's eyes, his ears, his brain, his nerves, his hand, had acted simultaneously. He had swerved, dropped to the ground. He had fired—fired again, sure of his aim. He was unwounded. But the Baron lay crumpled up, his blood staining the snow. It had all happened in the fraction of a second. At once there was excitement, cries, shouts. The Umpire, the seconds, the doctor came rushing up. "Foul! Foul!" cried the Hussar, threatening the Westerner with the Baron's pistol, which he had picked up. ”
