Then he won the exchange, regained his position, and began to press her hard.

Elfride grew flurried, and placed her queen on his remaining rook's file.
'There--how stupid! Upon my word, I did not see your rook.

Of course nobody but a fool would have put a queen there knowingly!' She spoke excitedly, half expecting her antagonist to give her back the move.
'Nobody, of course,' said Knight serenely, and stretched out his hand towards his royal victim.
'It is not very pleasant to have it taken advantage of, then,' she said with some vexation.
'Club laws, I think you said ?' returned Knight blandly, and mercilessly appropriating the queen.
She was on the brink of pouting, but was ashamed to show it; tears almost stood in her eyes.

She had been trying so hard--so very hard--thinking and thinking till her brain was in a whirl; and it seemed so heartless of him to treat her so, after all.
'I think it is----' she began.
'What ?' -- 'Unkind to take advantage of a pure mistake I make in that way.' 'I lost my rook by even a purer mistake,' said the enemy in an inexorable tone, without lifting his eyes.
'Yes, but----' However, as his logic was absolutely unanswerable, she merely registered a protest.

'I cannot endure those cold-blooded ways of clubs and professional players, like Staunton and Morphy.