CHAPTER XI.
BIGOT'S BALL "You needn't expect any trouble from the authorities," said de Galisonniere, when they sat once more in the great room at the inn.
"Dueling is of course frowned upon theoretically, but it's a common practice, and since no life has been lost, not even any wound inflicted, you'll hear nothing of it from the government.

And de Mezy, I imagine, will say as little about it as possible.

He rather fancies himself as a swordsman, and he will not want everybody in Quebec to know that he was defeated and disarmed by a boy.

Still, it will spread." He and Glandelet took a courteous leave, and Robert thanked them for their services.

He liked them both, especially de Galisonniere, and he was sorry that fate should put them on opposing sides in the war that all of them felt was surely coming.
"The French count gave you the hand of friendship, but not the spirit of it," said Tayoga, who had not spoken at all while they were at the dueling ground.