"Who is it, then ?" he asked.
"Mr.Charles Grey of Grey's Hundred," I replied.
This made him whistle low, "He's a fine swordsman," he said.

"I never heard there was any better in the dominion.

You'll be to fight with swords ?" I thought hard for a minute.

I was the challenged, and so had the choice of weapons.

"No," said I, "you are to appoint pistols, for it is my right." At this Faulkner slowly grinned.