"That an unknown hunter should prove himself a better swordsman than
your great duelist and bravo, Boucher."
"Why do you call him my duelist and bravo, de Galisonniere?"
"I understand that you brought young Lennox into the garden, apparently
his warm friend on the way, and then when he was here, stood aside."
"You must answer for such insinuations, Captain de Galisonniere."
"But not to you, my friend. My sword will be needed in the coming war,
and I'm not called upon to dull it now against one who was a principal
in a murderous conspiracy. I may be over particular about those with
whom I fight, de Courcelles, but I am what I am."
"You mean you will not fight me?"
"Certainly not. A meeting would cause the reasons for it to be threshed
out, and we are not so many here in Canada that those reasons would not
become known to all, and you, I fancy, would not relish the spread of
such knowledge. The Intendant is a powerful man, but the Marquis
Duquesne is the head of our military life, and he would not be pleased
to hear what one of his officers so high in rank has done here tonight.
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