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Chapter 35

           "Fool!So—you’velethimoff?"spitefullymutteredtheex-captain,astheothercamewithinwhisperingdistance."Givemebackmybowieandpistol.They’renottoyssuitedtosuchdelicatefingersasyours!Bah!WhydidyounotusethemasItoldyou?You’vemadeamessofit!"

           "Ihave,"tranquillyrespondedtheyoungplanter."Iknowit.I’veinsulted—andgrosslytoo—anoblefellow."

           "Insultedanoblefellow!Ha—ha—ha!You’remad—byheavens,you’remad!"

           "IshouldhavebeenhadIfollowedyourcounsel,cousinCash.FortunatelyIdidnotgosofar.Ihavedoneenoughtodeservebeingcalledworsethanfool;thoughperhaps,underthecircumstances,Imayobtainforgivenessformyfault.Atallevents,Iintendtotryforit,andwithoutlosingtime."

           "Whereareyougoing?"

           "AfterMauricethemustanger—toapologisetohimformymisconduct."

           "Misconduct!Ha—ha—ha!Surelyyouarejoking?"

           "No.I’minearnest.Ifyoucomealongwithme,youshallsee!"

           "ThenIsayagainyouaremad!Notonlymad,butadamnednatural-bornidiot!youare,byJesusChristandGeneralJackson!"

           "You’renotverypolite,cousinCash;though,afterthelanguageI’vebeenlatelyusingmyself,Imightexcuseyou.Perhapsyouwill,onedayimitateme,andmakeamendsforyourrudeness."

           Withoutaddinganotherword,theyounggentleman—oneofthesomewhatraretypesofSouthernchivalry—sprangtohissaddle;gavetheword,tohishorse;androdehurriedlythroughthesaguan.

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