After his shot he lectured instructively upon its faults.

When he had done they knew why he had sliced into the miry fen on the right.

Then with an expert eye he studied his brother's stance and swing.

The ball of Wilbur went low and straight and far, but the shot was prefaced, apparently, by no nice adjustment of the feet or by any preliminary waggles of the club.
"No form," said Merle.

"You ought to have form by this time, but you don't show any; and you put no force into your swing.