Sir Ch. I intended not to do you any of this mis-chief, Sir Hargrave. I drew not my sword, to return a pass made by yours Actually received a raking on my shoulder from a sword that was aimed at my heart. I sought nothing but to hinder you from doing that mischief to me, which I was re-solved not to do to you. This, Sir Hargrave, this, gentlemen, was the state of the case; and the cause such, as no man of honour could refuse engaging in. And now, Sir, I meet you, upon my own invitation, in your own house, unattended, and alone, to shew you, that I have the same disposition as I had from the first, to avoid doing you injury: and this it is, gentlemen, that gives me a superiority to Sir Hargrave, which he may lessen, by behaving as I, in this case, would behave to him.

Mr. Bag. By G this is nobly said.

Mr. Jur. I own, Sir Hargrave, that I would sooner veil to such a man as tins than to a king on his throne.

Sir Har. D n me, if I forgive him, with these marks about me! I insist upon your taking one of these pistols, Sir. Gentlemen, my friends, he boasts of his advantages: he may have some from his cursed coolness: he can have none any other way. Bear witness, I forgive him if he lodges a brace of bullets in my heart Take one of those pistols, Sir. They are equally loaded Bear witness, if I die, that I have provoked my fate. But I will die like a man of honour.

SirCh. To die like a man of honour, Sir Har-grave, you must have lived like one. You should be sure of your cause. But these pistols are too ready a mischief. Were I to meet you in your own way, Sir Hargrave, I should not expect, that a man so enraged would fire his over my head, as I should be willing to do mine over his. Life I would not put upon the perhaps involuntary twitch of a finger.

Sir Har. Well then. The sword. You came, though undressed, with your sword on.

Sir Ch. I did; and for the reason I gave to Mr. Bagenhall. I draw it not, however, but in my own defence.

Sir Har. (Rising from his seat) Will you favour me with your company into my own garden? Only you and I, Sir Charles. Let the gentlemen, my Iriends, stay here. They shall only look out of the windows, if they please Only to that grass-plot, Sir (pointing as I saw) If you fall, I shall have the worst of it, from the looks of the matter, killing a man in my own garden: if I fall, you will have the evidence of my friends to bring you off.