“This evening, sir.”
“But, voyons, Vicomte, why make an assignation in such a place and at night, when at any hour of the day I can meet the Marquis on this side, without suffering the inconvenience of crossing the river?”
“There will be a bright moon, well up by nine o'clock. Moreover, remember that you cannot, as you say, meet St. Auban on this side at any time he may appoint, since to-night or to-morrow the officer who is in search of you will arrive.”
I pondered for a moment. Then:
“M. le Vicomte,” I said, “in this matter of ground 't is I who have the first voice.”
“How so?”
“Because the Marquis is the affronted one.”
“Therefore he has a right to choose.”
“A right, yes. But that is not enough. The necessity to fight is on his side. His honour is hurt, not mine; I have whipped him; I am content. Now let him come to me.”
“Assuredly you will not be so ungenerous.”