Lieutenant Armand Glandelet was
presented duly and Robert liked his appearance, his age apparently
twenty-three or four, his complexion fair and his figure slender. His
experience in affairs of honor was not as great as de Galisonniere's,
and he showed some excitement, but he was one of the _honnetes gens_ and
he too wished, the punishment of de Mezy. Perhaps he had suffered from
him some insult or snub which he was not in a position to resent fully.
"Is your wrist strong and steady and without soreness, Mr. Lennox?"
asked Captain de Galisonniere.
"It was never more flexible," replied Robert confidently. "Shall we go
to the field? I should like to be there first."
"A praiseworthy attitude," said Captain de Galisonniere. "The sun is
just rising and the light is good. Come."
Keeping the long, thin case under his arm, he went forth, and the rest
followed. Monsieur Berryer also came at a respectful distance, and
others fell into line with him. Robert walked by the side of Willet.
"Don't forget that low thrust," said the hunter, "and watch his eye.
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