O'Halloran and I stood up in the sleighs, while the seconds kept their seats. Jack and the doctor sat in the front seat of our sleigh. McGinty sat beside O'Halloran as he stood up. I stood in the after-seat of our sleigh.
"Shall I give the word?" said Jack.
"No," said McGinty. "I've had more exparience. I've been sicond at elivin jools--an' hope to assist an as minny more."
"Shure we won't throuble ayiher of ye," said O'Halloran. "It's me that's fought more jools than you've been sicond at. Me friend Macrorie and I'll manage it to shoot oursilves--so we will."
"Ye can't give the word yersilves," said McGinty.
"An' what do we want of a word, thin?" said O'Halloran.
"To foire by," said McGinty.
"There's a peculeeareetee," said O'Halloran, loftily, "in the prisint occeesion that obveeates the nicissitee of such prosaydings, and inables us to dispinse with any worrd of command. Macrorie, me boy --frind of me sowl--I addhriss you as the Oirish addhrissed the English at Fontenoy: '_Fire first!_'"
And saying this, O'Halloran bowed and then stood erect, facing me with a grave countenance.
"Fire first?" said I "Indeed, Mr. O'Halloran, I'll do nothing of the kind."
"Indade and you shall," said he, with a laugh. "I insist upon it!"
"Well, if it comes to that," said I, "what's to prevent me from insisting that you shall fire the first shot?"
"Shure and ye wouldn't dayproive me of the plisure of giving you the prasaydince," said he.
"Then, really," said I, "you will force me to insist upon your having the precedence. You're an older man than I am, and ought to have the first place. So, Mr. O'Halloran--fire first!"
"Thank you," said he, with a bow, "but really, me boy, you must excuse me if I insist upon it."
"Oh, no," said I. "If it were any other occasion, I would cheerfully give you the precedence, and so I give it to you here."
"But, you see," said O'Halloran, "you must considher me in the loight of an intertainer. Ye're my guest to a certain ixtint. I must give up all the honors to you. So foire awee, me boy, and eem low."
"No," said I, "I really couldn't think of it."
This friendly altercation went on for some time, while the others sat listening in amazement.
McGinty was the first to interrupt.
"It's in defoiuce of all the joolin code," said he, starting up. "I must inter my protest."
"So say I," cried Jack. "I say let the usual word be given--or else if one must have the first shot, let them draw for it."
O'Halloran looked upon them both with a smile of benevolent pity.
"McGinty," said he.
"Well."
"Ye know me?"
"Sure an' I do."
"And how many jools I've fought?"
"Meself does."
"Am I a choild at it? Will ye be koind enough to mintion any one that has any cleem to considher himself the shupayrior of Phaylim O'Halloran in the noiceties and the dilicacies of the jooling code? Will ye be so good as to infarrum me what there is lift for me to lerrun?"
At this appeal Mr. Murtagh McGinty subsided into silence, and sat down again, shaking his head.
Jack still insisted that the word of command should be given; but O'Halloran silenced him effectually by asking him if he had ever fought a duel.
"No," said Jack.
"Have ye ivir been second at one before?"
"No," said Jack, again.
"So this is your first time out?"
"Yes," said Jack, who looked deeply humiliated.
"Will, thin," said O'Halloran, loftily, "allow me to infarrum you, sir, that this is the thirty-seventh toime that I've had the plisure of taking part in a jool, ayther as principal or sicond."
Whereupon Jack was suppressed.
In all this the doctor took no part He looked cold, wet, uncomfortable, and unhappy.
And now O'Halloran turned to me again.
"Me boy," said he, "if ye'll not grant me this as a feevor, I'll cleem it as a roight."
"A right?" said I.
"Yis," said O'Halloran, solemnly, "a roight!"
"I don't know what you mean," I said, in some perplexity.
"I'll expleen. I'm undher a debt of obleegeetion to you that I nivir can repee. Ye've seeved the loife of me daughter, me choild, me Marion --that's one debt--then ye've seeved my loife, me own. But for you, I'd have been tarrun in payces by a howling mob, so I would. Me oun loife is yours. Jewty, and the cleems of gratichood, and the code of honor, all inspoire me with a desoire to meek some rayturrun for what ye've done for me.
"On the other hand," he continued, "ye've made a misteek of an onplisint nature about Mrs. O'H. Ye didn't main any harrum; but the dade's done, and there it is. It necissitates a jool. We must feece one another to satisfy offindid honor. But at the seem toime, while this jool is thus necissiteeted be the code of honor, jewty and gratichood must be considhered. It's a moighty noice case," he continued, meditatively, "and I don't think such a case ivir came within my ixpayrience; but that ixtinsive ixpayrience which I've had rinders me the best judge of what may be the most shootable course on the prisint occasion. But the ulteemeete tindincy of all me mideeteetions on the subjict is this--that I must allow you to fire the first shot."
"Well," said I, "if you insist on looking at it in that light, and if you persist in feeling obligation, that sense of obligation ought to make you yield to my wishes, and, if I don't want to fire first, you ought not to insist upon it."
"No, me boy," said O'Halloran; "that's all oidle casuisthree an' imply mitaphysics. There's no process of ratiosheeneetion that'll be iver eeble to overturrun the sintimints of jewty and dilicacy that spring spontaneous in the brist. So blaze away."
"Excuse me, but I insist on your firing first."