"It would so, my dear sir," replied I, "but, submitting to your superior
judgment, perhaps it may not have struck you that my principal will have
rather too much of the sun. I am incapable of taking any advantage, but
I should not do my duty if I did not see every justice done to the
Major, who has confided to me in this unpleasant affair. I put it to
you, sir, as a gentleman and man of honour, whether I am claiming too
much?" A little amicable altercation took place on this point, but
finding that I would not yield, and that at every reply I was more and
more polite and bland in my deportment, Mr Osborn gave up the point. I
walked the twelve paces, and Mr Osborn placed his principal. I observed
that Lord Tineholme did not appear pleased; he expostulated with him,
but it was then too late. The pistols had been already loaded--the
choice was given to his lordship, and Major Carbonnell received the
other from my hand, which actually trembled, while his was firm. I
requested Mr Osborn to drop the handkerchief, as I could not make up my
mind to give a signal which might be fatal to the Major. They
fired--Lord Tineholme fell immediately--the Major remained on his feet
for a second or two, and then sank down on the ground. I hastened up to
him. "Where are you hurt?"
The Major put his hand to his hip--"I am hit hard, Newland, but not so
hard as he is. Run and see."
I left the Major, and went up to where Lord Tineholme lay, his head
raised on the knee of his second.
"It is all over with him, Mr Newland, the ball has passed through his
brain."
Chapter XXXI
The Major pays the only debt of consequence he ever did pay, and I
find myself a man of property.
I hastened back to the Major, to examine his wound, and, with the
assistance of Timothy, I stripped him sufficiently to ascertain that the
ball had entered his hip, and probing the wound with my finger, it
appeared that it had glanced off in the direction of the intestines; the
suffusion of blood was very trifling, which alarmed me still more.
"Could you bear removal, Major, in the coach?"
"I cannot tell, but we must try; the sooner I am home the better,
Japhet," replied he faintly.
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