"It's much more fun without."
"You know," I went on, "I can beat them all at home. Why even Wilfrid——"
"It's just the same with me," said Miss Middleton. "Hilda did win once by a frightful fluke, but——"
"But this is quite different. At home it would be considered jolly bad form to go on all this time."
"One would simply go in and leave them," said Miss Middleton.
"You know, it's awful fun at home. The lawn goes down in terraces, and if you hit the other person's ball hard enough you can get it right down to the bottom; and it takes at least six to get back on the green again."
Miss Middleton gurgled to herself.
"We've got a stream ... round our lawn," she said, in gasps. "It's such a joke ... and once ... when Hilda..."
CHAPTER II
"May I call you 'Mary?'" I said; "we're still here."