"Stop!" I cried. "I gave you every opportunity to stand up and take a trouncing, but I need hardly say that after this contemptible knavery I refuse to soil my hands on you!"
"Do you insinuate"—began Henderson, jumping to his feet.
"Gentlemen," said Miss Hollister, lifting the riding-crop, "it is perfectly clear to me that Mr. Ames has gone as far as any gentleman need go in protecting his honor. I do not offer myself as an arbitrator here, but I advise my young friend that nothing further is required of him in this deplorable affair."
With one sweep of her crop she brushed to the floor the three piles of cards that lay on the table as they had been stacked when drawn.
With one sweep of her crop she brushed to the floor the three piles of cards.
"Arnold," she said, with indescribable dignity, "will you kindly attend me to my horse?"