Red Ryder:
You're the first duelist I've ever known, Frenchy. How does a man go about getting into a duel?
Frenchy Beaumont:
I don't understand.
Red Ryder:
Well, isn't there some sort of formality about the way you duelists issue challenges - like throwing a glass of wine in your opponent's face or slapping him with a glove?
Frenchy Beaumont:
[chuckling]
Really, Ryder, really... .
Red Ryder:
Well, you take Gerry Brooks. He didn't know any more about this duelist's code than I do. How'd you get him to accept your challenge.
Frenchy Beaumont:
To the best of my recollection, he made some comments in public reflecting on my reputation. Being a gentleman of honor, naturally, I resented it.
Red Ryder:
Naturally, being a gentleman, you kept your temper under control.
Frenchy Beaumont:
No, Ryder, I rather believe I lost control momentarily, and hit him.
Red Ryder:
[slaps Frenchy with a glove]
With a glove?
Frenchy Beaumont:
...Without a glove.
Red Ryder:
Well, that's the information I wanted. I didn't know you duelists ever hit a man just barehanded...
[Ryder slaps Frenchy barehanded]
Red Ryder:
Like that.
Frenchy Beaumont:
Why you cowardly...
Red Ryder:
I don't think it's being a coward, Frenchy, hittin' a man who's never lost a duel.
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