Stavrogin started, looked at Gaganov, turned round and this time, without the slightest regard for punctilio, fired to one side, into the copse.

The duel was over.

Gaganov stood as though overwhelmed.

Mavriky Nikolaevitch went up and began saying something to him, but he did not seem to understand.

Kirillov took off his hat as he went away, and nodded to Mavriky Nikolaevitch.
But Stavrogin forgot his former politeness.