The Devil in the Duke
was visible above the line of his belt. O'Rourke marked the gesture, and the true significance of the scene was quite abruptly apparent to him.
He had been brought here to be baited like an animal, to the point where, goaded to desperation by the duke's taunts, he would lose his temper and throw himself at the man's throat; when it would be justifiable to shoot him down, just as one would a maddened animal, in self-defense.
If that, then, was their scheme, he was determined to frustrate it. And quickly he swung about upon his heel, facing the door.
"Monsieur the Duke," he said, "'tis your privilege to consider yourself challenged. If ye refuse to meet me, ye prove yourself a coward. If ye consent to meet me, ye are this minute as good as a dead man. But, meanwhile, I am in your power. And the divvle another word will ye get out of me till I'm free!"
There was a moment's silence. Then the voice of the duke, quivering as though with amusement:
"You refuse any and all propositions, then, I am to understand?"
O'Rourke nodded his head.
The duke sighed. "I am sorry, Monsieur the Colonel; we might have made an offer which you would have been glad to accept, had you met our advances in a different spirit. As it is, I must bid you good night. Captain de Brissac, be kind enough to escort Colonel O'Rourke to his hotel. Messieurs, good evening."
Something sinister in the duke's tone—O'Rourke could not see his face—robbed his words of their surprise for the Irishman. He uttered not one syllable, however; and waited
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