"Don't you know that you don't shout while a man is driving? Or haven't you played golf?" He hurried fussily after his ball. Sandbach said to Tietjens: "Golly! That chap's got a temper!" Tietjens said: "Only over this game. You deserved what you got." Sandbach said: "I did. . . . But I didn't spoil his shot. He's outdriven the General twenty yards." Tietjens said: "It would have been sixty but for you." They loitered about on the tee waiting for the others to get their distance. Sandbach said: "By Jove, your friend is on with his second . . . You wouldn't believe it of such a _little_ beggar!" He added: "He's not much class, is he?" Tietjens looked down his nose. "Oh, about _our_ class!" he said. "He wouldn't take a bet about driving into the couple ahead." Sandbach hated Tietjens for being a Tietjens of Groby: Tietjens was enraged by the existence of Sandbach, who was the son of an ennobled mayor of Middlebrough, seven miles or so from Groby. The feuds between the Cleveland landowners and the Cleveland plutocrats are very bitter. Sandbach said: "Ah, I suppose he gets you out of scrapes with girls and the Treasury, and you take him about in return. It's a practical combination." "Like Pottle Mills and Stanton," Tietjens said. The financial operations connected with the amalgamating of these two steelworks had earned Sandbach's father a good deal of odium in the Cleveland district. . . . Sandbach said: "Look here, Tietjens. . . ." But he changed his mind and said: "We'd better go now." He drove off with an awkward action but not without skill. He certainly outplayed Tietjens. Playing very slowly, for both were desultory and Sandbach very lame, they lost sight of the others behind some coastguard cottages and dunes before they had left the third tee. Because of his game leg Sandbach sliced a good deal. On this occasion he sliced right into the gardens of the cottages and went with his boy to look for his ball among potato-haulms, beyond a low wall. Tietjens patted his own ball lazily up the fairway and, dragging his bag behind him by the strap, he sauntered on.