Alain. I know—I know all about it. I overheard. Oh, sir, this is most unfortunate.
Man. It is, but unavoidable. I did not seek it—
Alain. And that devil of a Bevannes is a fine swordsman, and the best pistol-shot in Brittany.
Man. So much the better. The contest will be the more equal.
Alain. Indeed!
Man. I have had much practice with both weapons.
Alain. Oh then, pray do me one favor, sir. Don't kill him, but hit him in the leg. He's so deuced proud of his leg and foot.
Man. There, that will do. Let me know the instant the Doctor arrives.
Alain. I will sir, I will, but don't forget. Pray don't forget the leg—the leg, sir, if you love me.
[Exit.