Yet now his eye was bright, his skin firm, his step light and easy.

That the man had a superb constitution was evident, and I knew that my work was cut out for me, for Orme, whatever his profession, was an old one at the game of speedy going.

As a man I disliked and now suspected him.

As an opponent at any game one was obliged to take account of him.
"What boundary do we use, gentlemen ?" Orme asked, as he looked out over the field.

This question showed his acquaintance, but none the less his confidence and his courtesy as well, for in closely made matches all details are carefully weighed before the issue is joined.