seemed nervous and alarmed, but he did not speak of it.
The dance lasted until two o'clock in the morning, and then the guests began leaving. Dick was somewhat surprised to see Miss Hanford in apparently earnest conversation with grizzled Major Webster, but he concluded that she was only telling him what a good time she had had.
"Won't you call and see me sometime?" she asked Dick, as she bade him good-night.
"I will be pleased to," he said.
"And don't—don't have any quarrel with Captain Dutton," she said, with a little smile.
"Er—oh, no, I—I—er—I won't," was all Dick could stammer. He resolved that he would have no more quarrels, but it was too late to stop this one.
As the last of the guests were leaving, Paul sought out his roommate.
"The clump of trees, down by the lagoon," he whispered. "In an hour. What about weapons? Dutton wants to know."
"He'll have to wait. I'll bring them with me. It's my privilege."
A little later Dick went to his room, where he was busy for some time. When he emerged he was accompanied by Paul. He wore his long cape overcoat, and something bulged beneath it.
"I guess he'll be surprised," commented Paul.
The clump of trees, which Dutton had selected as the place for the duel, was located on a little
