"It must be a mortal duel." "It must," replied Parravicin.

"I will not spare you this time." "Spare him!" cried Pillichody.

"Shield of Agamemnon! I should hope not.
Spit him as you would a wild boar." "Peace, fool!" cried Parravicin.

"Captain Disbrowe, I shall instantly proceed to the west side of Hyde Park, beneath the trees.

I shall expect you there.