You will discover what a damned good game it is.

The great game--Barebone--the great game! And France is the country to play it in." He stamped his foot on the soil of France as he spoke.
"The moment I saw you I knew that you would do.

No man better fitted to play the game than yourself; for you have wit and quickness," went on this friend and mentor, with a little pressure on his companion's arm.
"But--you will have to put your back into it, you know." "What do you mean ?" "Well--I noticed at Farlingford a certain reluctance to begin.

It is in the blood, I suppose.

There is, you know, in the Bourbon blood a certain strain of--well, let us say of reluctance to begin.