"How do you mean it wasn't fair, Aunt Marjie?" demanded little Hilda, sitting down eagerly on the edge of the bed.
"Came to suspect one of them."
"One of the men?"
"Um-hm."
"Of cheating, Aunt Marjie?"
"Um. Turning lazy at the finish."
"You mean he let you win?"
"Afraid so, Hilda."
"But I've heard papa say that women ought to be treated...."