You do not escape punishment so! Here
are two pistols; both are loaded; take either one of them; for, sir,
we have met, and now we do not part until one of us falls from the
horse!"
And so saying, she rode up to him and offered him the choice of the
pistols.
He laughed--partly in surprise and partly in admiration, as he said,
with seeming good humor:
"Miss Black, you are a very charming young woman, and delightfully
original and piquant in all your ideas; but you outrage all the laws
that govern the duello. You know that, as the challenged party, I
have the right to the choice of time, place and arms. I made that
choice yesterday. I renew it to-day. When you accede to the terms of
the meeting I shall endeavor to give you all the satisfaction you
demand! Good-morning, miss."
And with a deep bow, even to the flaps of his saddle, he rode past
her.
"That base insult again!" cried Capitola, with the blood rushing to
her face.
Then lifting her voice, she again accosted him: "Mr. Le Noir!"
He turned, with a smile.
She threw one of the pistols on the ground near him, saying: "Take
that up and defend yourself."
He waved his hand in negation, bowed, smiled, and rode on.
"Mr. Le Noir!" she called, in a peremptory tone.
Once more he turned.
She raised her pistol, took deliberate aim at his white forehead,
and fired--
Bang! bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!
Six times without an instant's intermission, until her revolver was
spent.
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