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"I calc'late she was," said Malcolm Lightener, "when you come to think of it.... Too bad all cranks can't put the backbone they use in flub dub to some decent use. I sort of admire 'em." "Father!" expostulated Mrs. Lightener. "You've got to. They back their game to the limit.... This little girl did.... Tough on Bonbright, though."
"So you won't take the deer meat, even after we carried it away over here?" said Vance Lemon. "No." "That isn't a very friendly way to act." "Well, you didn't act very friendly in the first place," answered Shep. "Having pretty good luck, you say?" asked Giles Faswig, curiously. "The very best of luck," answered the leader of the Gun flub, and mentioned some of the game brought down.
"I sure am," Gusterson said solemnly, scanning the fuzzy floor from one murky glass wall to the other, hesitating at the TV. "How about something homey now, like a flock of little prickly cylinders that roll around the floor collecting lint and flub? They'd work by electricity, or at a pinch cats could bat 'em around.
I came very near being drowned in that pond when a youngster, and I firmly believe that this is the reason I so often flub my drive on this hole. But it is unnecessary to describe all of the eighteen holes. The links are 3,327 yards out and 3,002 yards in, a long and sporty course, the delight of the true golfer and the terror of the duffer. Woodvale is very exclusive.
"The hole is four hundred and eighty yards, and you were thirty yards from the green in two," said Merle. "You should have had " "I guess I should have had what I got. Sharon Whipple says that's the way with a lot of people in this life make fine starts, and then flub their short game, fall down on easy putts and all that, after they get on the lawn. He calls the fair greens lawns."
When a half-grown girl, a half-baked boy, a flub like Mulready damn his eyes! and a club-footed snipe from Scotland Yard can put it all over me this way,... why, I guess it's up to me to go home and retire to my country-place up the Hudson." He sighed wearily. "Yep; time to cut it out. But I would like to be free long enough to get in one good lick at that mutt, Mulready.
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