To the sallies of this elegant, the girl replied by only monosyllables.

Her glass was empty, nor would she have it filled, despite the exquisite's entreaties.

From time to time she glanced impatiently at the long bag of golf-sticks leaning against the porch rail; and, now and then, her eyes sought the little Cervine watch set in a leather wristlet on her arm.
"Inconsiderate of him, I'm sure--ah--to keep so magnificent a Diana waiting," drawled her companion, blowing a lungful of thin blue smoke athwart the breeze.

"Especially when you're so deuced keen on doing the course before dinner.

Now if _I_ were the favored swain, wild horses wouldn't keep me away." She made no answer, but turned a look of indifference on the shrimp beside her.