in a white flame of passion, and with such an oath that I embellished the truth for him in my turn.
“Trying to give you blackguards the slip,” said I.
“Then it was you who let down the sheet?”
“Of course it was.”
“All right! I’m done with you,” said he; “that settles it. I make you an offer. You won’t accept it. I do my best; you do your worst; but I’ll be shot if you get another chance from me!”
Brandy and the wineglass stood where Rattray must have set them,
in a white flame of passion, and with such an oath that I embellished the truth for him in my turn.
“Trying to give you blackguards the slip,” said I.
“Then it was you who let down the sheet?”
“Of course it was.”
“All right! I’m done with you,” said he; “that settles it. I make you an offer. You won’t accept it. I do my best; you do your worst; but I’ll be shot if you get another chance from me!”
Brandy and the wineglass stood where Rattray must have set them,
