"On the contrary," said Peter. "I intend to forfeit the match."
James reeled.
"What!"
"I give up."
"But—but——" James shook with emotion. His voice quavered. "Ah!" he cried. "I see now: I understand! You are doing this for me because I am your pal. Peter, this is noble! This is the sort of thing you read about in books. I've seen it in the movies. But I can't accept the sacrifice."
"You must!"
"No, no!"
"I insist!"
"Do you mean this?"
"I give her up, James, old man. I—I hope you will be happy."