A duel is one thing, a rough-and-tumble another, and we shall fare none so well in this, I'm thinking." The captain closed one eye, and a leer of subtle cunning overspread his face.
"I've thought of that," said he.

"Neither a duel nor a rough-and-tumble do I propose, but something between the two; something that shall seem a duel yet be a rough-and-tumble." "Explain yourself." "What further explanation does it ask?
We come upon Monsieur le Marquis where his men are not.

We penetrate, let us say, into his chamber.

I turn the key in the door.

We are alone with him and you provoke him.