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Chapter 20

           Thendrawingforththeproscribedweapon,andflingingittothefarthestcornerofthesaloon,headded,inatoneofbravado,intendedtoencowardicehisadversary."Isha’n’twantitforsuchaspangledjay-birdasthat.I’llfetchhimoutofhisbootsatthefirstshot."

           "Timeenoughtotalkwhenyou’vedonesomethingtojustifyit.Crybootoagoose;butdon’tfancyyourbigwordsaregoingtofrightenme,MrCalhoun!Quick,gentlemen!I’mimpatienttoputanendtohisboastingandblasphemy!"

           "Hound!"franticallyhissedoutthechivalricSoutherner."LowdogofanIrishdam!I’llsendyouhowlingtoyourkennel!I’ll"

           "Shame,CaptainCalhoun!"interruptedthemajor,secondedbyothervoices."Thistalkisidle,asitisunpoliteinthepresenceofrespectablecompany.Havepatienceaminutelonger;andyoumaythensaywhatyoulike.Now,gentlemen!"hecontinued,addressinghimselftothesurrounding,"thereisonlyonemorepreliminarytobearranged.Theymustengagenottobeginfiringtillwehavegotoutoftheirway?"

           Adifficultyherepresenteditself.Howwastheengagementtobegiven?Asimplepromisewouldscarcebesufficientinacrisislikethat?Thecombatantsoneofthematleastwouldnotbeoverscrupulousastothetimeofpullingtrigger.

           "Theremustbeasignal,"pursuedthemajor."Neithershouldfiretillthatbegiven.Cananyonesuggestwhatitistobe?"

           "Ithink.Ican,"saidthequietCaptainSloman,advancingashespoke.

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