"He could, at least, have given Trask satisfaction for an insult," said Varney. Kate wavered.
"That's true," she said; "he should have been a gentleman. Still, that does not prove him a coward."
"I'll wager that I can prove him a coward," observed Lieutenant Holmes. "And safely, too."
"'Twere wise to do it safely," supplemented Miss Fortune.
"One time at home we exposed a boasting captain, who would have had us think him the bravest man on earth—"
"But that does not seem to be Captain Studdiford's object," interrupted Kate.
"True," went on Holmes, "but that has nothing to do with it. This captain was one night approached by five of his fellow officers, disguised as highwaymen, and despite his declarations that he had fought dozens of such men, he ran like a hound, screaming murder all the way. Why not test your captain's courage as we tested ours, Miss Fortune?"
"In the first place, I could not be a very impressive highwayman, and in the second place, he might shoot."
"You have plenty of men at your command who would serve as Indians for such an experiment," speculated Varney.
"Egad! we all would!" exclaimed Holmes. "So you might!" she cried. "He would be willing to kill you if you were Indians."