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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: Duke's, and I, as one o' the leaders, claim it in the Duke's service."
"Aye, sir," cried an onlooker, encouraging Fletcher, and did the
mischief. It so goaded Dare to have his antagonist in this trifling
matter supported that he utterly lost his head.
"I have said the horse is mine, and I repeat it. Let go the bridle -
let it go!" Still, Fletcher, striving hard to keep his calm, clung to
the reins. "Let it go, you damned, thieving Scot!" screamed Dare in a
fury, and struck Fletcher with his whip.
It was unfortunate for them both that he should have had that switch in
his hand at such a time, but more unfortunate still was it that Fletcher
should have had a pistol in his belt. The Scot dropped the bridle at
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