He was merely looking as if he also considered it too bad.

But on the next tee he astonishingly asserted himself as---comparatively--a golfing expert.

He wasn't going to have this splendid brother, truly his brother for all the change of name, making a fool of himself before a girl.

Full in the tide of Merle's jaunty discourse he blazed out with an authority of his own, and in tones so arrogant that the importance of the other oozed almost pitiably from him.
"Quit that! Listen! We've played ten holes, and you haven't made one clean drive, and I've got off every one clean.

I make this course in seventy-three, and you'd never make it in one hundred and twenty the way you're going.