“Are we to fight a duel?” thought Harry, who did not in the least comprehend what was coming.
“What sort of satisfaction?” he asked.
“You’ll see!” said Philip, triumphantly.
Congreve, who was standing beside Harry, handed the ball of cord to Philip, saying:
“I will hold him, while you tie his hands and feet.”
“What!” exclaimed Harry, starting.
“We propose to tie you hand and foot and leave you here,” said Congreve, coolly. “It will subject you to some inconvenience, and you may have to remain here all night; but it will teach you not to interfere with my friend Philip again.”
“Is that what you invited me to come out here for?” asked Harry.
“Yes.”
“Pretending to need my services as a guide?”