"Your _honour_, I believe," said he with nasty emphasis. No. 2 is a short hole--a drive and a pitch. Windy got a good ball, and it rolled almost to the edge of the green. Kitts's drive was short but straight, and he pitched his second to the green, some thirty feet from the pin, and the advantage seemed to be with Windy until it was discovered that his ball was lying in a cuppy depression of the turf. "That's lovely, ain't it?" growled Windy. "A fine drive--and look at this for a lie! I was goin' to use a putter, but a putter won't get the ball out of there. Hey, Fatty, had I better use a niblick here?" "I claim the hole," said Kitts, reaching for the book. "But I haven't done anything!" howled Windy. "How can you claim the hole when I haven't played the shot?" "You asked advice," said Kitts, reading. "'A player may not ask for nor willingly receive advice from any one except his own caddie, his partner, or his partner's caddie.' This is not a foursome, so you have no partner. Advice is defined as any suggestion which could influence a player in determining the line of play, in the choice of a club, or in the method of making a stroke. You asked whether you should use a niblick--and you lose the hole." Windy, knocked speechless for once in his life, looked over at Cupid, and Cupid nodded his head. "The match is now all square," said Kitts as he started for the third tee. "And squared by a couple of petty larceny protests!" said Windy. "Hey, Mister Bookworm, wait a minute! I want to tell you something for your own good!" "Oh, play golf!" said Kitts, over his shoulder. Windy strode after him and took him by the arm. It wasn't a gentle grasp either. "That's exactly what I want to say. _You_ play golf, Mr. Kitts! Play it with your clubs, and forget that book in your hip pocket. If you pull it on me again, I'll--I'll----" Adolphus tried to smile, but it was a sickly effort. "You can't intimidate me," said he. "Maybe not," said Windy, quite earnestly, "but I can lick you within an inch of your life--and I will. Is there anything in the book about that? If you read me out of this cup, you better make arrangements to have it sent direct to the hospital. It'll make a nice flower holder--if you've got any friends that think enough of you to send flowers!" "You gentlemen are witnesses to these threats," said Kitts, appealing to the gallery. "We didn't hear a word," said Cupid. "Not a word. Go on and play your match and stop squabbling. You act like a couple of fishwives!" The contestants walked off in the direction of the tee, with Windy still rubbing it in. "A word to the wise. Keep that damn' book in your pocket, if you don't want to eat it--cover and all!"