“Across country!” they asked.
“Exactly. I’m going to invest the game with a real sporting interest, develop the possibilities of the niblick, eliminate the merely mechanical, introduce a stronger element of chance. The course will be laid out like a ‘drag.’”
“With an anise-seed bag?” queried Crabb.
Patricia withered her husband with a look. “With scraps of paper,” she asserted, firmly. “The course will be four miles long over good hunting country.”
“You can’t mean it,” said McLemore.
“I do. It’s quite feasible.”
“Yes, but——”
“It’s a good sporting proposition,” said Aurora North, suddenly kindling to interest. “Why not?”
Ventnor and McLemore only smiled amusedly, as became true golfers.
“Oh you can laugh, you two. Why not give it a trial? Just to make it interesting I’ll offer a cup for the Club champion and runner-up. It will be a pretty cup—and Aurora and I will caddy.”