The time for his great stroke had come.
But Mary Bewery was not there--had not been there that morning said the caddy-master.

There were only a few players out.

In one of them, coming towards the club-house, Bryce recognized Sackville Bonham.

And at sight of Sackville, Bryce had an inspiration.

Mary Bewery would not come up to the links now before afternoon; he, Bryce, would lunch there and then go towards Wrychester to meet her by the path across the fields on which he had waylaid her after his visit to Leicestershire.