I loved her--I--I--" Here the poor fellow choked.
Lord Ipsden turned round, and threw his pistol to Saunders, saying, "Catch that, Saunders." Saunders, on the contrary, by a single motion changed his person from a vertical straight line to a horizontal line exactly parallel with the earth's surface, and the weapon sang innoxious over him.
His lordship then, with a noble defiance of etiquette, walked up to his antagonist and gave him his hand, with a motion no one could resist; for he felt for the poor fellow.
"It is all a mistake," said he.

"There is no sentiment between La Johnstone and me but mutual esteem.

I will explain the whole thing.

_I_ admire _her_ for her virtue, her wit, her innocence, her goodness and all that sort of thing; and _she,_ what _she_ sees in _me,_ I am sure I don't know," added he, slightly shrugging his aristocratic shoulders.
"Do me the honor to breakfast with me at Newhaven." "I have ordered twelve sorts of fish at the 'Peacock,' my lord," said Saunders.
"Divine! (I hate fish) I told Saunders all would be hungry and none shot; by the by, you are winged, I think you said, Saunders ?" "No, my lord! but look at my trousers." The bullet had cut his pantaloons.
"I see--only barked; so go and see about our breakfast." "Yes, my lord" _( faintly)._ "And draw on me for fifty pounds' worth of--new trousers." "Yes, my lord" _( sonorously)._ The duelists separated, Gatty taking the short cut to Newhaven; he proposed to take his favorite swim there, to refresh himself before breakfast; and he went from his lordship a little cheered by remarks which fell from him, and which, though vague, sounded friendly--poor fellow, except when he had a brush in hand he was a dreamer.
This viscount, who did not seem to trouble his head about class dignity, was to convert his mother from her aristocratic tendencies or something.
_Que sais-je ?_ what will not a dreamer hope?
Lord Ipsden strolled along the sands, and judge his surprise, when, attended by two footmen, he met at that time in the morning Lady Barbara Sinclair.
Lord Ipsden had been so disheartened and piqued by this lady's conduct that for a whole week he had not been near her.

This line of behavior sometimes answers.
She met him with a grand display of cordiality.
She inquired, "Whether he had heard of a most gallant action, that, coupled with another circumstance" _( here she smiled),_ "had in part reconciled her to the age we live in ?" He asked for further particulars.
She then informed him "that a ship had been ashore on the rocks, that no fisherman dared venture out, that a young gentleman had given them his whole fortune, and so bribed them to accompany him; that he had saved the ship and the men's lives, paid away his fortune, and lighted an odious cigar and gone home, never minding, amid the blessings and acclamations of a maritime population." A beautiful story she told him; so beautiful, in fact, that until she had discoursed ten minutes he hardly recognized his own feat; but when he did he blushed inside as well as out with pleasure.