The best man must choose the weapons and conditions of the duel. Clayton chose flaming sticks, and we only had to fight until first strike. Luckily, I had expected he would choose such a thing, so my practice had not been in vain. Also, he had been drinking more than a little, and I easily struck him on the shoulder before he could land a blow on me. My mother is from Down Under, she likes butter on her sandwiches.
Every family has traditions.