He added: "Count Luigi's request for another exchange is another proof that he is a brave and chivalrous gentleman, and I beg that the courtesy he asks may be accorded him." "I thank you most sincerely for this generosity, Judge Driscoll," said Luigi, with a polite bow, and moving to his place.

Then he added--to Angelo, "Now hold your grip, hold your grip, I tell you, and I'll land him sure!" The men stood erect, their pistol-arms at their sides, the two seconds stood at their official posts, the doctor stood five paces in Wilson's rear with his instruments and bandages in his hands.

The deep stillness, the peaceful moonlight, the motionless figures, made an impressive picture and the impending fatal possibilities augmented this impressiveness to solemnity.

Wilson's hand began to rise--slowly--slowly--higher--still higher--still higher--in another moment: "Boom!" the first stroke of midnight swung up out of the distance; Angelo was off like a deer! "Oh, you unspeakable traitor!" wailed his brother, as they went soaring over the fence.
The others stood astonished and gazing; and so stood, watching that strange spectacle until distance dissolved it and swept it from their view.

Then they rubbed their eyes like people waking out of a dream.
"Well, I've never seen anything like that before!" said the judge.
"Wilson, I am going to confess now, that I wasn't quite able to believe in that leg business, and had a suspicion that it was a put-up convenience between those twins; and when Count Angelo fainted I thought I saw the whole scheme--thought it was pretext No.