The Drums of WarStacpoole, H. De Vere (Henry De Vere)
History
The Drums of War
Stacpoole, H. De Vere (Henry De Vere)
France -- History -- Second Empire, 1852-1870 -- Fiction
During the interval between the second and third acts, I sent a message
to De Brissac and another friend who were in the house, to meet me at
the Place Vendôme that night; and towards one in the morning we met in
my apartments, and I gave them their commission.
Then I went to bed and to sleep, with the music of "Undine" ringing in
my ears, and in my heart the knowledge of Franzius' triumph, and the
knowledge that I had helped him to it.
At eleven o'clock next morning De Brissac was announced.
Von Lichtenberg had accepted my challenge, with an extraordinary
proviso: the duel was not to take place till that day three months.
"He will fight you to-day if you press the point," said De Brissac, "but
he asked me to lay before you the fact that he will require three months
in which to arrange his affairs, which are partly political. He added,"
continued De Brissac grimly, "that, as you have evaded him for three
months and more, you cannot in courtesy refuse him this favour."
"I accept. So he added that--another insult!"
"He is a strange person," said De Brissac, "though in all outward
respects a perfect nobleman. He is a strange person, and I do not care
for him. In my eyes this is a forced business--une mauvaise querelle."
"There have been several duels to the death between our houses," replied
I. "Well, let it be so. On the 5th of July we shall meet."
CHAPTER XXXIV
PREPARING FOR THE DUEL
On the afternoon of the same day upon which I sent him my seconds, Baron
Carl von Lichtenberg left Paris. So quietly had the whole affair been
transacted at the Opera that not till noon the following day did my
guardian hear of it.
He was rather pleased at first. In those days a young man could not have
been said to make his début till he had proved his courage. Besides, my
supposed insult to the Baron had been much talked about; and the affair
between us, to use the Vicomte's expression, was like an abscess that
required opening.
But when he heard of the three months' condition he was less pleased.
"Why three months?" said he. "In Heaven's name, are not forty-eight
hours enough for any man in which to put his house in order! What
business can he possibly be about which requires three months to attend
to? I don't like the look of this," he finished. "The Lichtenbergs are a
mad race. But as you have accepted the condition you must abide by it."
How widely the old gentleman would have opened his eyes had he known
then the reason why Baron Carl von Lichtenberg required three months in
which to put his house in order before the duel! But he knew as little
as I of the mysterious event towards which I was being driven--I, a
living man, with a will of my own.
I had fully made up my mind that death lay before me. Swords were the
weapons chosen by Von Lichtenberg, and I was an expert swordsman, but my
sword would never pierce Carl von Lichtenberg. Of that I was determined.
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