"Very good," he said, presently. "I accept; now let us have the other condition."
"It is simply this: conqueror or conquered; and I hope sincerely that the latter may be the case—"
"Thank you," the Chief interrupted him, with an ironical bow.
"After the battle, whatever its issue may be," the Count continued, "you will fight me honourably with equal weapons."
"Why, Sir Count, you are proposing to me what white men call a duel!"
"Yes. Does that displease you?"
"Me? certainly not, and I accept gladly; the more so, as we Blood Indians are accustomed to have such fights to settle our own personal quarrels."
"Then you accept my conditions?"
"I do so."
"But who will guarantee your good faith?" the young man asked.