When he came to, he said mournfully,—
"The unnatural calm to which I have subjected myself has told upon my nerves. But away with weakness! I will confront my fate like a man and a Frenchman."
He rose to his feet, and assumed an attitude which for sublimity has never been approached by man, and has seldom been surpassed by statues. Then he said, in his deep bass tones,—
"Behold, I am calm, I am ready; reveal to me the distance."
"Thirty-five yards."................
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| I ROLLED HIM OVER. |
I could not lift him up, of course; but I rolled him over, and poured water down his back. He presently came to, and said,—
"Thirty-five yards,—without a rest? But why ask? Since murder was that man's intention, why should he palter with small details? But mark you one thing: in my fall the world shall see how the chivalry of France meets death."
After a long silence he asked,—
"Was nothing said about that man's family standing up with him, as an offset to my bulk? But no matter; I would not stoop to make such a suggestion; if he is not noble enough to suggest it himself, he is welcome to this advantage, which no honorable man would take."
He now sank into a sort of stupor of reflection, which lasted some minutes; after which he broke silence with,—
"The hour,—what is the hour fixed for the collision?"
"Dawn, to-morrow."
He seemed greatly surprised, and immediately said,—
"Insanity! I never heard of such a thing. Nobody is abroad at such an hour."
"That is the reason I named it. Do you mean to say you want an audience?"
