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Saw you at the fifth hole. I'd know your silhouette anywhere."
Under her rakish cap her eyes were rather defiant. She did not
want pity; she almost dared him to pity her.
"Come round again with me, Audrey, won't you?"
"I'm off my game to-day. I'll wander along, if you don't mind.
I'll probably sneeze or something when you're driving, of course."
"Nothing," he said, gravely approaching his ball, "so adds distance
to my drive as a good explosive sneeze just behind it."
They talked very little. Audrey whistled as she walked along with
the free swinging step that was characteristic of her, and Clayton
was satisfied merely to have her companionship. She was not like
some women; a man didn't have to be paying her compliments or making
love to her. She even made no comments on his shots, and after a
time that rather annoyed him.
"Well?" he demanded, after an excellent putt. "Was that good or
wasn't it?"
"Very good," she said gravely. "I am only surprised when you do a
thing badly.


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