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These
words
having
been
coldly
spoken
,
the
president
of
the
Gun
Club
and
the
captain
parted
.
Barbicane
returned
to
his
lodging
;
but
instead
of
snatching
a
few
hours
of
repose
,
he
passed
the
night
in
endeavoring
to
discover
a
means
of
evading
the
recoil
of
the
projectile
,
and
resolving
the
difficult
problem
proposed
by
Michel
Ardan
during
the
discussion
at
the
meeting
.
While
the
contract
of
this
duel
was
being
discussed
by
the
president
and
the
captain
--
this
dreadful
,
savage
duel
,
in
which
each
adversary
became
a
man-hunter
--
Michel
Ardan
was
resting
from
the
fatigues
of
his
triumph
.
Resting
is
hardly
an
appropriate
expression
,
for
American
beds
rival
marble
or
granite
tables
for
hardness
.
Ardan
was
sleeping
,
then
,
badly
enough
,
tossing
about
between
the
cloths
which
served
him
for
sheets
,
and
he
was
dreaming
of
making
a
more
comfortable
couch
in
his
projectile
when
a
frightful
noise
disturbed
his
dreams
.
Thundering
blows
shook
his
door
.
They
seemed
to
be
caused
by
some
iron
instrument
.
A
great
deal
of
loud
talking
was
distinguishable
in
this
racket
,
which
was
rather
too
early
in
the
morning
.
"
Open
the
door
,
"
some
one
shrieked
,
"
for
heaven
's
sake
!
"
Ardan
saw
no
reason
for
complying
with
a
demand
so
roughly
expressed
.
However
,
he
got
up
and
opened
the
door
just
as
it
was
giving
way
before
the
blows
of
this
determined
visitor
.
The
secretary
of
the
Gun
Club
burst
into
the
room
.
A
bomb
could
not
have
made
more
noise
or
have
entered
the
room
with
less
ceremony
.
"
Last
night
,
"
cried
J.
T.
Maston
,
ex
abrupto
,
"
our
president
was
publicly
insulted
during
the
meeting
.
He
provoked
his
adversary
,
who
is
none
other
than
Captain
Nicholl
!
They
are
fighting
this
morning
in
the
wood
of
Skersnaw
.
I
heard
all
the
particulars
from
the
mouth
of
Barbicane
himself
.
If
he
is
killed
,
then
our
scheme
is
at
an
end
.
We
must
prevent
his
duel
;
and
one
man
alone
has
enough
influence
over
Barbicane
to
stop
him
,
and
that
man
is
Michel
Ardan
.
"
While
J.
T.
Maston
was
speaking
,
Michel
Ardan
,
without
interrupting
him
,
had
hastily
put
on
his
clothes
;
and
,
in
less
than
two
minutes
,
the
two
friends
were
making
for
the
suburbs
of
Tampa
Town
with
rapid
strides
.
It
was
during
this
walk
that
Maston
told
Ardan
the
state
of
the
case
.
He
told
him
the
real
causes
of
the
hostility
between
Barbicane
and
Nicholl
;
how
it
was
of
old
date
,
and
why
,
thanks
to
unknown
friends
,
the
president
and
the
captain
had
,
as
yet
,
never
met
face
to
face
.
He
added
that
it
arose
simply
from
a
rivalry
between
iron
plates
and
shot
,
and
,
finally
,
that
the
scene
at
the
meeting
was
only
the
long-wished-for
opportunity
for
Nicholl
to
pay
off
an
old
grudge
.
Nothing
is
more
dreadful
than
private
duels
in
America
.
The
two
adversaries
attack
each
other
like
wild
beasts
.
Then
it
is
that
they
might
well
covet
those
wonderful
properties
of
the
Indians
of
the
prairies
--
their
quick
intelligence
,
their
ingenious
cunning
,
their
scent
of
the
enemy
.
A
single
mistake
,
a
moment
's
hesitation
,
a
single
false
step
may
cause
death
.
On
these
occasions
Yankees
are
often
accompanied
by
their
dogs
,
and
keep
up
the
struggle
for
hours
.
"
What
demons
you
are
!
"
cried
Michel
Ardan
,
when
his
companion
had
depicted
this
scene
to
him
with
much
energy
.
"
Yes
,
we
are
,
"
replied
J.
T.
modestly
;
"
but
we
had
better
make
haste
.
"
Though
Michel
Ardan
and
he
had
crossed
the
plains
still
wet
with
dew
,
and
had
taken
the
shortest
route
over
creeks
and
ricefields
,
they
could
not
reach
Skersnaw
in
under
five
hours
and
a
half
.
