ONE GAME AT A TIME
"Do you mean that I cheated you?" he said, with slow emphasis. "Beware what you say."
"Oui!" cried the Frenchman; "sacr-r-re—so I mean!"
Before the words had well left his lips, and before any one could interfere De Lacy shot out his arm, lifted the Frenchman clear off his feet, and hurled him to the floor.
"Stop! you coward!" Ranald stood before the lieutenant with eyes blazing and breath coming quick.
"Coward?" said De Lacy, slowly.
"You hit a man unprepared."
"You are prepared, I suppose," replied De Lacy, deliberately.
"Yes! Yes!" cried Ranald, eagerly, the glad light of battle coming into his eyes.
"Good," said De Lacy, slowly putting back his chair, and proceeding to remove his coat.
"Glengarry!" cried LeNoir, raising the battle cry he had cause to remember so well; and flinging off his coat upon the floor, he patted Ranald on the back, yelling, "Go in, bully boy!"
"Shut the door, LeNoir," said Ranald, quickly, "and keep it shut."
"De Lacy," cried Harry, "this must not go on! Ranald, think what you are doing!"
"You didn't notice his remark, apparently, St. Clair," said the lieutenant, calmly.
"Never mind," cried Harry, "he was excited, and anyway the thing must end here."
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