“Why?”
“Because I’m in hot water now with everybody, and have been ever since.”
“I am sorry.”
“And I am glad—jolly glad. Oh, don’t I wish there was duelling still!”
“Haven’t you killed enough men to satisfy you?” said Lennox sadly.
“More than enough. I don’t want to kill brother officers, only to give them lessons in manly faith. But bother that! I say: you promise to come and take your place this evening?”
“Yes; I promise,” said Lennox quietly.
“Then I’ll tell you something. Roby’s coming too.”
“Roby!”
“Yes; for the first time since he got his wound.”