"You're in the right, and the right ought to win.

But you must give the man a chance for his life, you know." "That weren't in the bargain." "It is now, by the laws of dueling." "He--he might shoot me," urged Bill.
"It isn't likely.

Although he's a dead shot, you have right on your side, and you must be sure to fire as soon as you get within good range.
It won't be considered murder; it will only be a duel, and the law will deal lightly with you." "That's right, Bill," asserted one of Sizer's friends.

"Bob West's a justice o' the peace himself, an' he orter know." "I do know," declared West gravely.
He placed Arthur Weldon and Bill Sizer back to back in the middle of the street and handed each a pistol.
"Now, then," said he, "you both understand the rules, which I have explained, and the spectators will bear witness that, whatever happens, this affair has been conducted in a regular manner, with no favor shown to either.

You are both brave men, and this duel will vindicate your honor.