"This affair must be conducted properly--otherwise the law might cause us trouble.

No murder, mind you.

You must kill Weldon in a duel." "A--a what?
A duel!" gasped Sizer.
"To be sure.

That's the way to be revenged.

Hetty," he added, turning to the artist, who alone of the observers had smiled instead of groaned at the old gentleman's startling suggestion, "will you kindly run up to my rooms and get a red leather case that lies under the shell cabinet?
Thank you, my dear." Hetty was off like a flash.