It's the first time this afternoon you've stayed in the fairway.

Now again!" He teed another ball, and the threesomes had become a mere golf lesson, plus a clash of personalities.

Wilbur Cowan did all the talking; he was grim, steely eyed, imperious.

His splendid brother was mute and submissive, after a few feeble essays at assertion that were brutally stifled.

Patricia danced disrespectfully in the background when neither brother observed her.