Part 88 (1/2)
He came into the carriage, bringing a rather ostentatious looking case of instruments and roll of bandages.
On being introduced by the second, he bowed to the duke and took his seat.
The carriage started again.
It was yet dark.
After an hour's ride they reached a quiet, solitary glade in the wood of Vincennes.
The carriage drove up under some trees on one side.
It was yet earliest morning, and the glade lay in the darksome, dewy freshness of the dawn. There was no living creature to be seen.
”We are the first on the ground, as I always like to be,” remarked Colonel Morris, as he alighted from the carriage, bearing the pistol-case in his hands.
He was followed by the duke, who slowly came out, stood by his side and looked around.
The young surgeon remained in the carriage in charge of his very suggestive and alarming instruments and appliances.
”The sun is just rising,” said the duke, as the first rays sparkled up above the rosy line of the eastern horizon.
”And look, with dramatic precision, there are our men,” cheerfully remarked the colonel, as a second carriage rolled into the glade and drew up under the trees at a short distance from the first.
The carriage door was thrown open and the Russian Baron Blomonozoff came out--a thin, ferocious-looking little man, with a red face, encircled by a red beard and red hair, of all of which it would be difficult to say which was reddest.
He was followed by the beautiful Adonis, the Count de Volaski, looking very fair and dainty, very languid and melancholy.
The four gentlemen simultaneously raised their hats in courteous greeting; but no words pa.s.sed between them then.
The seconds advanced toward each other, and went apart to settle the final details of the meeting. They divided their duties equally.
The colonel gave the pistol-case to the baron, who opened it and examined the weapons. The colonel stepped off the ten paces of ground, and the baron marked the positions to be taken by the antagonists.
Then each went after his man and placed him in position. Then the Colonel took the case of pistols and placed it in the hands of the baron, who carried it to his princ.i.p.al, that the latter might take his choice of the pair of revolvers, in accordance with the terms of the meeting.
The count took the first that came to hand. The baron carried back the case to the colonel, who placed the remaining weapon in the hands of the duke.
The antagonists stood opposite each other in a line of ten paces running north and south, so that the sun was equally divided between them. The seconds stood opposite each other, in a line of six paces running east and west, across the line of their princ.i.p.als; so that the positions of the four men, as they stood, formed the four points of a diamond.
They stood prepared for the mortal issue.
A fatal catastrophe is always sudden and soon over.
The final question was asked by the duke's second:
”Gentlemen, are you ready?”
”We are,” responded both princ.i.p.als.
”One--two--three--FIRE!” intoned the Russian baron.