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Rupert was silent during these discussions, but he silently determined that he would, if the opportunity offered, take up the gauntlet, for he argued that he was the primary cause of the feud; and remembering the words of Monsieur Dessin and Maitre Dalboy, he thought that, skillful a swordsman as Muller might be, he would yet have at least a fair chance of victory, while he knew that so much could not be said for any of the other officers of his regiment.
By this time the various couples had begun fencing again, and the room resounded with the talk of the numerous lookers on, who were all discoursing on what appeared to them, as to Monsieur Dalboy, the almost miraculous occurrence of a lad under sixteen holding his own against a man who had the reputation of being the finest maitre in Europe.
It was about a fortnight after his arrival in town that, for the first time, he accompanied his friends Sir John Loveday and Lord Fairholm to the fencing school of Maitre Dalboy, the great fencing master of the day. Rupert had been looking forward much to this visit, as he was anxious to see what was the degree of proficiency of the young court gallants in the art which he so much loved.
It seems he proved himself with a stick your superior, although armed with a sword, and Master Dalboy will tell you that it is better to leave him alone." Master Dalboy was standing by, and going up to Sir Richard, he said: "Sir, if you will take my poor advice you will go your way, and leave Master Holliday to himself.
"No, indeed," Lord Fairholm said; "this is Master Rupert Holliday, a cornet in the 5th regiment of dragoons, who is also about to start for Holland." "I have had the advantage of learning from a countryman of yours, Monsieur Dalboy," Rupert said, "a Monsieur Dessin, who is good enough to teach the noble art in the town of Derby." "Dessin! Dessin!"
At this call, therefore, there was a general silence; and everyone turned to see who was the fencer whom the great master thus signally deigned to honour. Great was the astonishment when, as Monsieur Dalboy divested himself of his coat and vest, the lad who had entered with Lord Fairholm and Sir John Loveday was seen similarly to prepare for the contest. "Who is he?
"And you have had the benefit of his instruction as well as that of my countryman?" Monsieur Dalboy asked. "Yes," Rupert said, "my grandfather, although he cares not at his age for prolonged exercise, has yet made a point of giving me for a few minutes each day the benefit of his skill." "I should like to have a bout with you, Master Holliday," Monsieur Dalboy said; "will you take a foil?
"You have met two persons who were your match. You remember Monsieur Dalboy?" "Dalboy!" the marquis said. "Surely, surely, le Maitre Dalboy, yet ?" "No, I am assuredly not Monsieur Dalboy," Rupert said. "And the other?" The marquis reined in his horse suddenly. "What!" he said, "you are ?" "Rupert Holliday, my dear Monsieur Dessin." "My dear, dear lad," the marquis exclaimed. "What pleasure!
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