"Are you ready?" said Donnegan.
"Yes!"
"Move first!"
"I have never formed the habit."
"Nor I! You fool, take what little advantage you can, because it won't help you in the end."
"You shall see. I have a second sight, Henry, and it shows me you dead on the floor there, looking bigger than ever, and I see the gun smoking in my hand and my heart as dead as ashes! Oh, Henry, if there were only some other way!"
They were both pale now.
"Aye," murmured Lord Nick, "if we could find a judge. My hand turns to lead when I think of fighting you, Garry."
Perspiration stood on the face of Donnegan.
"Name a judge; I'll abide by the decision."