“I rejoice to hear it,” I said politely. “And have you learned anything to-day?”
“Mr. Mackenzie will demand satisfaction for that blow,” the captain answered coolly.
“He shall have it,” said I.
“He is a skilled swordsman and a deadly shot, Mr. Carew.”
“I will meet him with either weapon,” I declared hotly.
“There must be no fighting, if it can be avoided,” replied the captain.
“That is a matter which rests with me,” said I. “But how do you know all this?”
“I put a man on the track,” was the reply. “He overheard Mackenzie talking with two boon companions who are as deep in the plotting of the Northwest Company as himself. Unfortunately, he learned no more than I have told you, and he lost the trail at an early hour this evening in the upper town.”
“I shall depend on you to see me through the affair,” said I.
“I fear there is mischief brewing in another quarter,” the captain replied. “To be frank, Mr. Carew, you and I, and Miss Hatherton are in a decidedly unpleasant situation. Or, to leave the girl out of it, you and I must decide a very delicate question. Shall we stand by our honor, or shall we choose the best interests of the company we serve?”