"The Bois de Boulogne--pistols--in one hour," were the three leading features of his detail.
"Pistols!" said I; "well, be it so.

I would rather have had swords, for the young man's sake as much as my own: but thirteen paces and a steady aim will settle the business as soon.

We will try a bottle of the chambertin to-day, Vincent." The punster smiled faintly, and for once in his life made no reply.

We walked gravely and soberly to my lodgings for the pistols, and then proceeded to the engagement as silently as Christians should do.
The Frenchman and his second were on the ground first.

I saw that the former was pale and agitated, not, I think, from fear, but passion.