"Well," said he, "I'm quite indifferent; but, as I have the choice, I suppose I may as well choose the place out there in the room. In that case you will stand here in front of the fireplace."
"Very well," said Ashby, who thereupon took up his place there.
"Have you any plan to propose as to firing?"
"None whatever."
"I've been thinking of one which I will mention. You may have a better one. The unarmed one shall give the word, or drop a handkerchief. Will that do? If you prefer for the one who fires to give the word—very well. Only I think that the word had better be given."
"Certainly," said Ashby, "and I quite agree to your proposal."
"Very well," said Harry; "and now, Mr. Ashby, here is the pistol."
Saying this, he handed the weapon to Ashby, who took it with a slight bow, but in silence.
Harry now measured off twelve paces once more, and reached the spot which he had before marked out, upon which he turned and, standing erect, faced Ashby.
"Mr. Ashby," said he, "are you ready? If so, take aim, and I will give the word."