It was the first time that he had ever come into contact with science.

He was puzzled.

His head rang, and for a few moments he was dizzy.

He darted in again, in his old, quick, cat-like way, and received a blow that dazed him.

This time he kept his feet.
"I am sure now that I am going to kill you, M'seur," he said, as coolly as before.
There was something terribly calm and decisive in his voice.