I shall be delighted.' The game began.

Mr.Swancourt had forgotten a similar performance with Stephen Smith the year before.

Elfride had not; but she had begun to take for her maxim the undoubted truth that the necessity of continuing faithful to Stephen, without suspicion, dictated a fickle behaviour almost as imperatively as fickleness itself; a fact, however, which would give a startling advantage to the latter quality should it ever appear.
Knight, by one of those inexcusable oversights which will sometimes afflict the best of players, placed his rook in the arms of one of her pawns.

It was her first advantage.

She looked triumphant--even ruthless.
'By George! what was I thinking of ?' said Knight quietly; and then dismissed all concern at his accident.
'Club laws we'll have, won't we, Mr.Knight ?' said Elfride suasively.
'Oh yes, certainly,' said Mr.Knight, a thought, however, just occurring to his mind, that he had two or three times allowed her to replace a man on her religiously assuring him that such a move was an absolute blunder.
She immediately took up the unfortunate rook and the contest proceeded, Elfride having now rather the better of the game.