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An hour later the waiter ca-card, on which were the folloords: 'Pantaleone Cippatola of Varese, court singer (cantante di cahness the Duke of Modena'; and behind the waiter in walked Pantaleone hied his clothes fro wear, and a white piqué waistcoat, upon which a pinch-beck chainlon on to his narrow black trousers In his right hand he carried a black beaver hat, in his left two stout chaloves; he had tied his cravat in a taller and broader bow than ever, and had stuck into his starched shirt-front a pin with a stone, a so-called 'cat's eye' On his forefinger was displayed a ring, consisting of two clasped hands with a burning heart between the laid by, a s about the whole person of the old man; the anxious solemnity of his deportment must have struck the most casual spectator! Sanin rose to meet him

'I am your second,' Pantaleone announced in French, and he bowed bending his whole body forward, and turning out his toes like a dancer 'I have coht to the death?'

'Why to the death, nor Cippatola? I will not for any consideration take back my words--but I am not a bloodthirsty person! But come, wait a little, o into the next rooeet your kindness, and I thank you fro!' answered Pantaleone, and he sank into an ar for Sanin to ask him to sit down 'If that ferroflucto spitchebubbio,' he said, passing from French into Italian, 'if that counter-jumper Klüberio could not appreciate his obvious duty or was afraid, so much the worse for him! A cheap soul, and that's all about it! As for the conditions of the duel, I am your second, and your interests are sacred to ioons stationed there, and I was very intimate with many of the officers! I was quite familiar with their whole code And I used often to converse on these subjects with your principe Tarbuski too Is this second to come soon?'