Once more they slouched forward with the advice that their backers had poured into their ears still gyrating in a wild confusion in their minds.

That one minute had seemed interminable to Sally; yet she realized how small a speck of time it must have appeared to them.
"Do you think they'll hit each other this time ?" she whispered.
"Well, let's hope so," said Traill.

"It's pretty dull as it is.
There isn't much sport in this sort of thing if you can't hit straight.
Oh, one of them'll land a blow presently.

They want warming, that's all." His words sounded far away but absolutely distinct.

She scarcely recognized in them the man whom she had been talking to but half an hour before.