If he does not, his recovery will be at least slow and difficult." I had been wise had I held my peace and gone; but, like a fool, I must needs give utterance to what was in my mind.
"Ah! At least there will be no duel at St.Germain this evening." Scarce had the words fallen from my lips when I saw in the faces of Montmedy and St.Auban and half a dozen others the evidence of their rashness.
"So!" cried St.Auban in a voice that shook with rage.

"That was your object, eh?
That you had fallen low, Master de Luynes, I knew, but I dreamt not that in your fall you had come so low as this." "You dare ?" "Pardieu! I dare more, Monsieur; I dare tell you--you, Gaston de Luynes, spy and bravo of the Cardinal--that your object shall be defeated.
That, as God lives, this duel shall still be fought--by me instead of Canaples." "And I tell you, sir, that as God lives it shall not," I answered with a vehemence not a whit less than his own.

"To you and to what other fools may think to follow in your footsteps, I say this: that not to-night nor to-morrow nor the next day shall that duel be fought.

Cowards and poltroons you are, who seek to murder a beardless boy who has injured none of you! But, by my soul! every man who sends a challenge to that boy will I at once seek out and deal with as I have dealt with Eugene de Canaples.

Let those who are eager to try another world make the attempt.
Adieu, Messieurs!" And with a flourish of my sodden beaver, I turned and left them before they had recovered from the vehemence of my words..