The Ravalli Republican., 1898-11-09
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pose. ! wished you to hear my ar
rangements with your second My
principal has chosen his weapons.
He elects to fight with natures
weapons-hs naked fists. So you
will prepare yourself at once, mon
sieur!
'Pollinet sprang forward, but
Georges was before him. What !!
he screamed Is this an insultt
Fists! Outrageous! Have you no
notions of honor, you English;
Name your weapons, I say!
I have al. eady done SO, said
Pointon, With Il grim smile.
And we refuse, cried Georges.
Your suggestion is an insult.
My principal has been insult
ed said Pointon coolly. He de-
mands satisfaction and has chosen
his weapons.
1.-The Frenchmen were instantly
q jabbering, gesticuluting group It
was monstrous, outrageous, an TN
heard Of insult! Pollinet would, Of
course, refuse SO insulting a bust
ness, and SO on.
"Milor at this junct11re made some
remark to his secretary, who, rails
ing his voice above the hubDub, said:
My principal has been insulted,
he demands satisfaction, and if mon
sieur is not ready in five minutes he
will thrash him.
Again there was a confusion OF
tongues. They would not stay to be
insulted any longer They would
leave the room and publish the Eng
lishmun's baseness to the world
But milor stood with his back
against the door, with a grim snilo
on his lips, and thero was not one
Of them who cared to ask him to
move. .. -....-m -%.-
Presently milor glanced at his
watch and then began to divest him.
self of his coat and vest. Is your
principal going to defend himself
like man, or be whipped as a cow
ard3' asked Pointon Of Georges.
Again there was torrent Of
speech, especially from Georges,
and Pollinet made no preparation.
Very we'll. Time!' said the secre
tary, and milor squared up to his
opponent, who was livid, and touch
ed him lightly on the cheek.
warn you, said Pointon po-
litely to Georges, that monsieur
will find it difficult to fight in his
coat. Once more, are you readyf
A moment, said Georges, and
there was a hurried consultation
among the six, who were thorough
" cowed, after which Georges
spoke. We protest against this, he
said, but NJ Pollinet will fight, bu1
we shall demand satisfaction fo1
the outrage.
" You shall have it, said Pointer
gayly. In silence Pollinet was di
vested of his coat and vest and facet
the Englishman with far less conf
dence than one would expect from
such a hero.
" 'Time!' called Pointon again
and the encounter began. Milor'
ennui had gone He was no longe
a drawing, blase aristocrat, but al
athlete. He began by dealing a ligh
blow on his opponents nose, whic]
drew blood and brought such a com
ical look of surprise on his face tina
Pointon could not restrain his me1
riment, but the next moment tn
bravo broke into fury and rushe
on milor, his hands going like wine
mills. The baronet played wit
him, contenting himself by wardin
oft the blows, and only OCCASIONAL
} dealt one himself, till at last h
hoored the Frenchman with a lei
handler on the jaw
5 His friends crowded round Po
linet, helplessly gesticulating an
. chattering, and Pointon had t
: sponge his face and fan him.
: Brutal Brutal! exclaime
7 Georges in state of fiery indignf
. ton.
'Timer said Pointon, lookin
> at his watch, and unwillingly til
bravo was made to rise and face h.
, antagonist The duelist's attack WE
7 more feeble this time, and milo
P punished him little more severel,
q finally sending him to the grount
Q again moaning and grooming. Agai
J, hands and voices we're raised in no
;. tor.
Georges bent over him and the
J. turned to Pointon. Monsieur /
y said, getting his words out with di
9 ficulty, honor is satisfied. My pri1
cipal acknowledges defeat.
t No, no, said milor, condescen(
is ing to speak French for the fir
time, this is a duel to the dealt
q you must remember. Monsieur, wi
d has st,:at SO many men to death, Wi
not appreciate an encounter
IS which neither his antagonist ne
Il himself is killed.
IA groan Of interest indignatic
r. went through the group. The br
ta1itv IF tho Tn v1ichD1aDl Was