Bot, 'ow am I reward for those
neglec'? Eh!" Alfarez breathed ferociously through his nostrils.
"I don't know, I'm sure. What is your reward?"
"Very well are you aware, PIG."
"Nix on those pet names," the American ordered, gruffly.
"You 'ave insolt me," cried Ramon, furiously, "and now you 'ave
the insolence to interfere in my affairs." He paused dramatically.
"Make it yourself ready to fight on to-morrow."
"What's the use of putting it off? I couldn't make your weight in
that time. I'll do it now, if you say."
"No, no! Onderstan' we shall fight like gentlemen. I shall keel
you with any weapon you prefer."
"By Jove!" Kirk exclaimed, in amazement. "This is a challenge; you
want to fight a duel! Why, this reads like a book." He began to
laugh, at which Ramon became white and calm. "Listen," Kirk went
on, "I'll tell you what we'll do; we'll fight with fire-hose
again. I suppose you want satisfaction for that ducking."
"I prefer to shoot you, senor," the other declared, quietly.
"Those marriage shall never occur until first I walk upon your
dead body. As matter of honor I offer you this opportunity biffore
it is too late."
"I guess you have been drinking. You're a little premature in
talking about my marriage, aren't you?"
"So! You fear to confess the truth! Oh, I am not to be deceive'.
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