Tietjens said:
"It'll be in Germany by now!"
Mr. Sandbach hobbled from one to the other explaining the terms of his wager with Mr. Waterhouse. Mr. Waterhouse had backed one of the young men playing with him to drive into and hit twice in the eighteen holes the two city men who would be playing ahead of them. As the Minister had taken rather short odds Mr. Sandbach considered him a good sport.
A long way down the first hole Mr. Waterhouse and his two companions were approaching the first green. They had high sandhills to the right and, to their left, a road that was fringed with rushes and a narrow dyke. Ahead of the Cabinet Minister the two city men and their two caddies stood on the edge of the dyke or poked downwards into the rushes. Two girls appeared and disappeared on the tops of the sandhills. The policeman was strolling along the road, level with Mr. Waterhouse. The General said:
"I think we could go now."
Sandbach said:
"Waterslops will get a hit at them from the next tee. They're in the dyke."
The General drove a straight, goodish ball. Just as Macmaster was in his swing Sandbach shouted:
"By God! He nearly did it. See that fellow jump!"
Macmaster looked round over his shoulder and hissed with vexation between his teeth: