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Updated: June 13, 2025
In August Outfield West descended at the little station accompanied by two trunks, a golf-bag, a photograph camera, and a dress-suit case; and Farmer March regarded the pile of luggage apprehensively, and undoubtedly thought many unflattering thoughts of West.
As I handed her her brassie: "Tell me one thing," said I. "If I had not been there, how would you have got over the wall?" She looked at me mischievously. "I have a way," she said. "I know," I said, patting her golf-bag. "These aren't really clubs at all." "What are they, then?" "Broomsticks." It was the best part of a mile to the fair lawn, where we holed out underneath the cedars.
Her eyes were dull and heavy, and she started when a grasshopper chirruped. But Mortimer was too occupied with thinking how jolly it was having the course to themselves to notice anything. He scooped some sand out of the box, and took a ball out of her bag. His wedding present to her had been a brand-new golf-bag, six dozen balls, and a full set of the most expensive clubs, all born in Scotland.
Sir Mallaby suspended conversation while he addressed an imaginary ball with the mashie which he had taken out of his golf-bag. For this was the day when he went down to Walton Heath for his weekly foursome with three old friends. His tubby form was clad in tweed of a violent nature, with knickerbockers and stockings. "Sam!" "Well?" "Sam, a man at the club showed me a new grip the other day.
The boy in charge was a pretty little chap, and, if I may so state it, was absolutely unclad, but about his shoulders was slung a strap which in turn held a leathern bag, which, to my eyes, suggested a golf-bag more than anything else, except that it was filled with arrows instead of golf-clubs. "How do you do?" said I, politely. "Whose caddy are you?" "Very well," said the little lad.
She was a slender, pretty girl, with yellow hair, which curled around her face. She carried a trim little hand-bag and a well-filled bag of golf-clubs. "Can I help you in any way?" asked Betty, holding out a hand for the golf-bag. The pretty freshman turned a puzzled face toward her, and surrendered the bag. "I don't know," she said doubtfully. "I'm to be a freshman at Harding.
Then, with ten minutes to spare, I went off in search of Ukridge. I found him on platform six. The eleven-twenty was already alongside, and presently I observed my porter cleaving a path towards me with the suit-case and golf-bag. "Here you are!" shouted Ukridge vigorously. "Good for you. Thought you were going to miss it." I shook hands with the smiling Mrs. Ukridge.
He struck a third, and it burnt with a steady flame; and, stooping, he saw that it was his wife who lay there, cold and stiff. Her eyes were closed, and on her face still lingered that faint, sweet smile which he remembered so well. The young man rose with a set face. He reached for his golf-bag. "I call that a dirty trick," he said, "after you promised " The Sage waved him back to his seat.
She dealt with it as she had done the other, then she drew the edges of the cut together, binding them in place with strips of sticking plaster. When it was all over, I slipped into my jacket, swung my knapsack across my shoulders, took my golf-bag under my left arm, and I was ready. Maisie wiped her eyes with the corner of her apron. "Never mind, little woman," I sympathised.
Sir Mallaby suspended conversation while he addressed an imaginary ball with the mashie which he had taken out of his golf-bag. For this was the day when he went down to Walton Heath for his weekly foursome with three old friends. His tubby form was clad in tweed of a violent nature, with knickerbockers and stockings. "Sam!" "Well?" "Sam, a man at the club showed me a new grip the other day.
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