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Updated: June 5, 2025
You're in a nice scrape, devil a lie in it! Here has Fred been fighting that fellow Trevyllian for you, all because you would not have patience and fight him yourself the morning you left the Douro, so much for haste! Let it be a lesson to you for life. Poor Fred got the ball in his hip, and the devil a one of the doctors can find it.
If I accepted my present employment I must certainly fail in my engagement to Trevyllian. But I had already pledged myself to its acceptance. What was to be done? No time was left for deliberation. The very minutes I should have spent in preparation were fast passing. Would that Power might appear! Alas, he came not!
"Worse fellows at passing the bottle than Trevyllian and O'Malley there I have rarely sojourned with," cried the major; "look if they haven't got eight decanters between them, and here we are in a state of African thirst."
But he's getting better any way, and going to Lisbon for change of air. Meanwhile, since Power's been wounded, Trevyllian's speaking very hardly of you, and they all say here you must come back no matter how and put matters to rights. Fred has placed the thing in my hands, and I'm thinking we'd better call out the "heavies" by turns, for most of them stand by Trevyllian.
"My friend Captain Hammersley has commissioned me to wait upon you about this unpleasant affair " "I beg pardon for the interruption, Captain Trevyllian, but as I have yet to learn to what you or your friend alludes, perhaps it may facilitate matters if you will explicitly state your meaning." He grew crimson on the cheek as I said this, while, with a voice perfectly unmoved, he continued,
"Devilish long paces you make them," said O'Shaughnessy, who did not seem to approve of the distance. "They have some confounded advantage in this, depend upon it," said the major, in a whisper to Baker. "Are you ready?" inquired Beaufort. "Ready, quite ready!" "Take your ground, then!" As Trevyllian moved forward to his place, he muttered something to his friend.
The report is, however, that he knows more about him than other people, as Tom certainly does of everybody." "It is rather a new thing for Trevyllian to refuse a meeting. They say, O'Malley, he has heard of your shooting." "No, no," said another; "he cares very little for any man's pistol.
Meanwhile, I had better not delay matters. You want to have Trevyllian out, is not that so?" "Of course; you are aware how it happened?" "I know everything. Go on with your supper, and don't mind me; I'll be back in twenty minutes or less." Without waiting for any reply, he threw his cloak around him, and strode out of the room.
Tom Conyers wrote me a few lines for Trevyllian, and Trevyllian pledges himself to meet our friend; and that's all we need know or care for." "Then you have seen Trevyllian this morning?" "No; Beaufort met me at the village. But even now it seems this affair is never to come off. Trevyllian has been sent with a forage party towards Lesco. However, that can't be a long absence.
Besides, I have really pledged myself to support the prayer of his petition." "How very good of you! For which reason you've forgotten, if not lost, the lock of hair." "That you shall have to-morrow," said I, pressing my hand solemnly to my heart. "Well, then, don't forget it. But hush; here comes Captain Trevyllian.
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