"Haven't you noticed ?" But here Sir Maurice sees it his duty to interfere.
"Miss Bolton, will you play this next set with me ?" says he, coming up to Tita.
"Oh, I should _love_ it!" cries she.

"You are so good a player.

Do get us some decent people to play against, though; I hate a weak game." "Well, come, we'll try and manage it," says he, amused at her enthusiasm.
They move away together..