Having played these pranks for about three weeks, to the unspeakable chagrin of his father, and the astonishment of all that knew him, he suddenly grew calm, and his good-humour returned.
But this, as your seafaring people say, was a deceitful calm, that soon ushered in a dreadful storm.
"He had long sought an opportunity to tamper with some of Mr.Darnel's servants, who could inform him of the place where Aurelia was confined; but there was not one about the family who could give him that satisfaction, for the persons who accompanied her remained as a watch upon her motions, and none of the other domestics were privy to the transaction.

All attempts proving fruitless, he could no longer restrain his impatience, but throwing himself in the way of the uncle, upbraided him in such harsh terms, that a formal challenge ensued.

They agreed to decide their difference without witnesses, and one morning, before sunrise, met on that very common where Mr.Greaves had saved the life of Aurelia.

The first pistol was fired on each side without any effect, but Mr.Darnel's second wounded the young squire in the flank; nevertheless, having a pistol in reserve, he desired his antagonist to ask his life.
The other, instead of submitting, drew his sword, and Mr.Greaves, firing his piece into the air, followed his example.

The contest then became very hot, though of short continuance.