A Hero of Our Time by Mikhail Yurevich Lermontov
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magnanimity might awake in his soul -- and then
all would have been settled for the best. But his vanity and weakness of character had perforce to triumph! . . . I wished to give myself the full right to refrain from sparing him if destiny were to favour me. Who would not have concluded such an agreement with his conscience? "Cast the lot, doctor!" said the captain. The doctor drew a silver coin from his pocket and held it up. "Tail!" cried Grushnitski hurriedly, like a man suddenly aroused by a friendly nudge. "Head," I said. The coin spun in the air and fell, jingling. We all rushed towards it. "You are lucky," I said to Grushnitski. "You are to fire first! But remember that if you do not kill me I shall not miss -- I give you my word of honour." He flushed up; he was ashamed to kill an un- armed man. I looked at him fixedly; for a moment it seemed to me that he would throw himself at my feet, imploring forgiveness; but |
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