"Yes, but it makes you four down," said the Admiral. "Trevanion has done every hole in bogey so far, and he's not likely to make mistakes." It seemed as though Bob were destined to bad luck, for although he seemed to play the next hole perfectly, he made too much allowance for the wind, and his second shot went over a high bank which guarded the green, and fell among the shingle, near which some old boats were lying. "Five up to the Military," shouted the Admiral. "The same grand procession," giggled a girl who was a great admirer of Trevanion. "I say, Bob, I thought you were going to give Trevanion a game," said George Tresize, Nancy's younger brother. Captain Trevanion laughed confidently. He felt certain of victory now, and regarded the match as a walk over. "Five down is a big handicap," said Bob. "Still the match is young yet." "He's had beastly luck at the last two holes," grumbled Dick Tresize, who was evidently deeply chagrined. The next hole was halved in bogey. Bob got his four easily, but Trevanion only halved his by a long and uncertain putt. "Five up at the sixth," shouted the Admiral. "Come, Bob, that's better, you've halved a hole at last." Bob said nothing, but cast a look at Nancy, who was pale with excitement. He could see how anxious she was, and noted the confident air with which Trevanion approached the next tee. Although his position seemed almost hopeless, a feeling of confidence came into his heart. He had measured his opponent by this time, and he knew he had got to his old mastery of his clubs. He felt sure, too, that he could play the stronger game, even although he had lost hole after hole in succession. Trevanion again drove, but this time his ball was off the line and landed in a huge basin of sand. Bob's, on the other hand, was perfectly straight. It carried the bunker a hundred and forty yards from the tee, and was well on its way to the green. As a consequence, although the bogey was five, Bob did it in four and won the hole. "You played that well, Nancarrow," said Trevanion. "The wind helped me," replied Bob. The next hole was also a five bogey; but again Bob, who reached the green in two, got out in four, while Trevanion took five. He had reduced the difference between them to three. The ninth hole was halved. "Three up at the turn for the Army," shouted the Admiral. The tenth hole, as all who have played on the Leiant Links know, is very difficult. If the player has a long drive, he can, if he has a good second, land on the green in two; but in order to do so he has to carry a very difficult piece of country, which, if he gets into it, is generally fatal. Bob's drive was short, and it seemed impossible for him to carry the tremendous hazard with his second shot. Trevanion, on the other hand, was in an easy position. When he saw Bob's short drive he laughed contentedly. "I'm wanting my tea badly," he said to Nancy.