1/6 CHAPTER XI. He is just a common boasting Frenchman." "He is not a common Frenchman." declared Frank. "I believe he is a rascal of more than common calibre." "But he lacks nerve, and I have nothing but contempt for him," said the Virginian. "I didn't know but he would challenge me to a duel." "What if he had ?" "What if he had ?" hissed the hot-blooded Southern youth. "I'd fought him at the drop of the hat!" "That's all right, but you know most Frenchmen fight well in a duel." "I don't know anything of the kind. |