It was a tremendous shot, and we could see that it must have reached the green; but when we came up and found the ball in the hole nobody was more surprised than Berry. Of course, he didn't show it. Berry doesn't give things away. "Ah!" he said pleasantly. "That's better. I'm beginning to get used to playing with one eye. You know, all the time I--er--seem to see two balls." "Nonsense," said Daphne. "If you said you'd been seeing two holes all day, I could believe it," said Jonah. "Anyone might think so from the way you've been playing." Berry smiled ecstatically. "My recent--er--chef d'oeuvre--(note the Parisian accent)--has ipso facto--(Latin of the Augustan Age)--placed me beyond the pricks of criticism. The venom, brother, which you would squirt upon me, bespatters but yourself. Boy, place me the globe upon yon pinnacle of sand. So. Now indicate to me the distant pin. Thank you. Do I see it? No. Natheless (obsolete, but pure), I say nameless it beckons me. And now give me--yes, give me Douglas." The caddie handed him a brassie. He had caddied for Berry before. "Don't breathe for a moment, anyone," said Daphne. Her husband frowned and silently sliced into the sea. "How many balls did you see that time?" said Jonah. "Three," said I. "That's why he's going to pawn his clubs." "The aftermath of gluttony." I spoke disgustedly. It was after luncheon, and Daphne was already asleep. Jill and Jonah drooped comfortably in huge chairs. Berry sprawled upon a sofa. "I suppose we outrage what you call your sense of decency." murmured the latter. "You do. Incidentally, you also irritate me, because I shall have to go round alone." "Friend, your foul egoism leaves me unmoved. Go forth and harry your balls. I am about to slumber like a little child. Do you think I shall dream, brother?" "Probably," said I. "About fried fish shops." Jill shuddered in her chair, and Berry sat up. "After that most offensive allusion," he said pompously, "I have no option but to ask you to withdraw. The touts' room is downstairs. Before leaving you may give me what cigarettes you have in your case." I smiled grimly. Then: "I'm afraid I don't approve of--ah--children smoking," I said, moving towards the door. "Besides, a little exercise'll do you good. There is a box in my room--you know where that is?" "Where?" snarled my brother-in-law. I put my head round the door and looked at him. "Immediately above the touts'," said I. The breeze of the morning had died away, and though the month was the month of April, it might have been a midsummer afternoon. I started on my solitary round, well enough pleased, really, to be alone. The weather was excellent company. My clubs I carried myself.