“'Or fought a duel?'
“'No.'
“Then he told me to remember that he had served in the army and that his daughter was the daughter of an army man, one who had gone through many battles. After that he said he was resolved that his daughter should marry only somebody who had proved himself a man of courage.”
“What did you do then?” asked Joe, becoming interested.
“What could I do? I am—er—no army man—no fighter. Evidently the major wants a fighter for a son-in-law,” and Felix Gussing groaned once more.
“You'll have to become a fighter,” said Joe.
“No! no! I am a er—a man of peace!” cried the dude, in alarm.
“Mr. Gussing, I think I can arrange matters for you,” said Joe, struck by a certain idea.
“What can you mean, Joe?”
“I mean that I can prove to Major Sampson that you are a brave man.”