Ben Todds, if ever man in Old England, looked the picture you might label 'Bellyful,' it was remarked.
Kit Ines had an appearance of springy readiness to lead off again.

So they faced on the opening step of their march into English History.
Vanquisher and vanquished shook hands, engaged in a parting rally of good-humoured banter; the beaten man said his handsome word; the best man capped it with a compliment to him.

They drink of different cups to-day.

Both will drink of one cup in the day to come.

But the day went too clearly to crown the light and the tight and the right man of the two, for moralizing to wag its tail at the end.