The sword blades clashed, Erskine whipping back
and forth in a way to make a swordsman groan
“Colonel Dale, your nephew grossly insulted me, and your daughter showed me the door. I made no defense to him nor to her, but I will to you. I merely repeated what I had been told and I believed it true. Now that I hear it is not true, I agree with you, sir, and I am willing to express my regrets and apologies.”
“That is better,” said Colonel Dale heartily, and he turned to Erskine, but Erskine was crying hotly:
“And I express neither.”
“Very well,” sneered Grey coldly. “Perhaps we may meet when your relatives are not present to protect you.”
“Uncle Harry——” Erskine implored, but Grey was turning toward his horse.