Mr. Winkle smiled feebly over his blue neckerchief in acknowledgment of the compliment, and got himself so mysteriously entangled with his gun, in his modest confusion, that if the piece had been loaded, he must inevitably have shot himself dead upon the spot.
Winkle úr az udvarias bókra csak bágyadtan mosolygott kék nyakkendőcsokra mögül és szerény restelkedésében olyan rejtélyesen összegabalyodott a puskájával, hogyha a puska meg lett volna töltve, Winkle úr nyomban ott is maradt volna holtan a helyszínen.