Vladimir Nabokov. Una cuestión de honor
"Excuse me for interfering," said Gnushke suddenly, and raised his index finger. "Remember, it has been said: 'Thou shalt not kill!' "
"The man's name is Berg," said Anton Petrovich. "I think you know him. And I need two seconds." The ambiguity could not be ignored.
"A duel," said Gnushke.
Mityushin nudged him with his elbow. "Don't interrupt, Henry."
"And that is all," Anton Petrovich concluded in a whisper and, lowering his eyes, feebly fingered the ribbon of his totally useless monocle.
Silence. The lady on the couch snored comfortably. A car passed in the