"But?"
"I know…."
"You know?"
"Yes, I know."
"Who has told you?"
The Duke's face grew stern.
"No one, I give you my word, but I have guessed; it was not very difficult…."
"Then, my dear Maurice, I must ask you to remain absolutely silent.
None of our seconds know the real reason of our meeting. None of them
will ever know. This duel will be to the death, by the wish of Count
Styvens, who has found himself justifiably offended."
"Where will you meet?"
"At the Inn of the 'Three Roads.'"