The latter, having concluded his remarks for the moment, went to find his ball, and the two walked on.
"He just ought to be taken down," suggested Patricia, malevolently.
"Think so ?" demanded Wilbur.
"Know so!" declared the girl.

"'Tisn't only golf.

He's that way about everything--telling people things--how to do it and everything.

Only no one at our house dares come down on him.

Harvey D.and Ella and even grandfather--they all jump through hoops for him, the cowards! I give him a jolt now and then, but I get talked to for it." "The boy needs some golf talk--he certainly does," conceded the other.
"Too bad you're afraid to do it," Patricia said, resignedly.
She looked sadly away, then quickly back at him to see if it had taken.
She thought it hadn't.