Brothers -- Fiction; Corsica (France) -- Fiction; French fiction -- Translations into English; Twins -- Fiction; Vendetta -- Fiction
"Oh, my dear sir," he replied, "after what I have told you, you should
be the last person to think that any reconciliation is possible."
I bowed before this absolute will, which for me was supreme.
We left Louis near the carriages, and advanced towards M. de Boissy
and M. de Chateaugrand.
The Baron de Giordano carried the case of pistols.
The seconds exchanged salutes.
"Gentlemen," said the Baron, "under these circumstances the shortest
compliments are the best, for we may be interrupted any moment. We
were requested to provide weapons--here they are. Examine them if you
please. We have just procured them from the gunsmith, and we give you
our word of honour that M. Louis de Franchi has not even seen them."
"Such an assurance is unnecessary, gentlemen," replied Chateaugrand,
"we know with whom we have to deal," and taking one pistol, while M.
de Boissy took the other, the seconds examined the bore.
"These are ordinary pistols, and have never been used," said the
Baron; "now the question is, how shall the principals fire."
"My advice," said M. de Boissy, "is that they should fire just as they
are accustomed to do, together."
"Very well," said the Baron Giordano, "then all chances are
equalized."
"Will you advise M. de Franchi, then, and we will tell M. de Chateau
Renaud, monsieur."
"Now that is settled, will you have the goodness to load the pistols?"
Each one took a pistol, measured carefully the charges of powder, took
two bullets at hazard, and rammed them home.
While the weapons were being loaded, I approached Louis, who received
me with a smile.
"You won't forget what I asked you?" he said, "and you will obtain
from Giordano a promise that he will say nothing to my mother, or even
to my brother. Will you take care, also, that this affair does not get
into the papers, or, if it does, that no names are mentioned."
"You are still of opinion, then, this duel will prove fatal to you?" I
said.
"I am more than ever convinced of it," he replied, "but you will do me
this justice at least, that I met death like a true Corsican."
"My dear de Franchi, your calmness is so astounding that it gives me
hopes that you yourself are not convinced on this point."
Louis took out his watch.
"I have but seven minutes to live," he said; "here is my watch, keep
it, I beg of you, in remembrance of me." I took the watch, and shook
my friend's hand.
"In eight minutes I hope to restore it to you," I said.
"Don't speak of that," he replied. "See, here are the others."
"Gentlemen," said the Viscount de Chateaugrand, "a little distance
from here, on the right, is an open space where I had a little
practice of my own last year; shall we proceed thither--we shall be
less liable to interruption."
"If you will lead the way," said the Baron Giordano, "we will follow."
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