As an innkeeper he might be an inferior, but as a second at a duel he was an equal.

It was altogether a different matter.
The Count carefully loaded the weapons, the innkeeper watching him attentively.

In his turn he examined them.
"Very good," he said.
The paces were then measured out.

During this labor the Prince gazed indifferently toward the west.

The aftermath of the sun glowed on the horizon.