"I leave everything absolutely in your hands. Make every arrangement you may think proper; I will agree to it all; and many thanks," said the duke, striving to maintain a calm exterior, while his spirit was troubled within him.
"Expect me back to-night. I may be late, but I shall certainly report myself here," were the parting words of Colonel Morris as he left the room.
The duke walked slowly up and down the floor for nearly half an hour, and then he sat down to his desk and employed some hours in writing letters to his family, friends and men of business in England.
When he had completed his task he sealed and directed all these letters and locked them in his desk.
At a quarter past twelve the colonel returned to the hotel, and immediately presented himself at the duke"s apartments.
He entered with a soft smile, and gently sank into a seat.
"Well?" inquired the duke.
"Well," cheerfully responded the second; "everything is pleasantly arranged. I had the good fortune of finding the count "with himself,"
as they say here. I explained my errand and delivered your missive. He read it and expressed his gratification at its reception, declaring that you had antic.i.p.ated him by but a few hours, as he should certainly have called you out immediately upon hearing of your arrival in Paris."
"The diabolical villain!" hotly exclaimed the duke.
"He claimed the first right to the lady in question, and affirmed that it was your grace who had appropriated his wife--"
"_O-h-h-h!_ when shall I have the opportunity of shooting him!"
cried the duke.
"By and by," soothingly responded the colonel. "He referred me to his friend, Baron Blowmonozoff, then staying at the same house."
"Blowmonozoff! Yes, I know him. A very good fellow."
"A gentleman, I think. Of course I went directly from the presence of the count to that of the baron, who received me with much politeness, and was so kind as to express the pleasure he should feel in negotiating with me the terms of so interesting a meeting."
"And the terms, Colonel! What are they?"
"I am coming to them. The meeting is to take place at sunrise in the wood of Vincennes. We are to leave here an hour before dawn, in order to be on the spot in time. The weapons are to be pistols; the distance ten paces.
Other minor details will be arranged on the spot. We shall each take a surgeon. I have engaged Doctor Legare. We will call and pick him up on our way to the ground. And now all we have got to do is to ring for the English waiter here, and get him to send us some coffee before we go out.
I will see to that also, as I have taken a room in the house, and intend to stay here to-night, so as to be up in time in the morning."
"Thanks very much. You are really very good to take so much trouble,"
said the duke, with some emotion.
"No trouble, I a.s.sure you, duke; quite a pleasure," serenely answered the colonel.
"My friend, I have left half a dozen letters locked up in my writing-desk. I shall hand the key of that desk to you as we go out.
If I should fall, I hope you will take charge of the desk and see to the delivery of the letters at their proper addresses," said the duke, more gravely than he had spoken before.
"Certainly, with much pleasure. Have you also made your will?" cheerfully inquired the colonel.
"No," shortly replied the duke.
"Then permit me to say that I think you should do so, by all means."
"There is no need. My estates are all entailed. My personal property is not worth winning. The--d.u.c.h.ess is provided by her own dower, which came out of her own property, I am thankful to say. No, there is no need of a will."
"Then allow me to suggest that we ought to go to bed. It is now two o"clock. We must be up at five. We have just three hours to sleep, and--if you have no other commissions for me--I will retire," said the colonel, smoothly.
"Many thanks. I believe there is nothing more to be said or done to-night," responded the duke, in a desponding tone--for it _cannot_ be an exhilarating antic.i.p.ation to have to get up in the morning and stand up to murder, or be murdered, even where the duellist is the bravest of men, backed by the serenest of seconds.
"Then, since there is no further use for me this evening, I will say good-night and pleasant dreams," said the colonel, suavely, as he slid from the room.
Good-night and pleasant dreams to a duellist on the eve of a duel!
Was it a sarcasm on the colonel"s part? By no means; it was only the manifestation of his habitual smooth politeness.
The duke, left to himself, walked up and down the floor for a few minutes, and then rang for his valet to attend him, and retired to bed, leaving orders to be called at five o"clock in the morning.
Though left in quietness, he could not compose himself to sleep, but tossed and tumbled from side to side, spending the most wakeful and the most miserable night he had ever known in the whole course of his life.
The time seemed stretched out upon a rack of torture, until the four hours extended to forty; for from the moment he had lain down he had not slept an instant, until he was startled by a rap at his bedroom door, and the voice of his valet calling:
"If you please, your grace, the clock has struck five; the coffee is ready, and the cab is at the door."
"Then come in and dress me quickly," answered the duke, rising, as the prompt servant entered and handed a dressing-gown.
The toilet of the duke was quickly made.
When he pa.s.sed into the next room, he found the breakfast table laid and the colonel waiting for him.
"Good-morning, Duke. I hope you slept well. The day promises to be delightful. We have no time to lose, however, if we are to be on the ground at sunrise. Shall we have our coffee?" serenely inquired the second.
"Certainly--Tompkins, touch the bell," replied the duke.
The obedient valet rang, and a waiter entered with the breakfast-tray, which he set upon the table and proceeded to arrange.
"Take this case of pistols down very carefully, and place it in the cab, and put in a railway rug also," quietly directed the colonel, after the waiter had completed the arrangement of the breakfast table.
"What possible use can we make of a railway rug on such a mild morning as this?" gloomily inquired the duke.
The colonel looked calmly at the questioner, and quietly replied:
"To cover the body of the fallen man, whoever he may happen to be. I am so used to these affairs that I know what will be wanted beforehand.
Shall we sit down to breakfast?"
Now the duke was a courageous man, but he shuddered at the coolness of his second, as he a.s.sented.
They sat down to the table and drank their coffee in silence.
Then with the a.s.sistance of the obsequious Mr. Tompkins, they drew on light overcoats suitable to the autumnal morning, and went down stairs, caps and gloves in hand, and entered the carriage that was to take them to the appointed place.
On their way they stopped at the Rue du Bains and took the surgeon who had been engaged to attend them.
Dr. Legare was a young graduate who had just commenced practice, and was eager for the fray.