"Neither of them much use to me now." "Racquets would help you with lawn tennis," she said, "but beyond that I find that not a dozen years ago you were a scratch golfer, and you certainly won the amateur championship of Italy." "It is eleven years since I touched a club," he told her.
"Then you ought to be ashamed of yourself," she declared.

"Games are part of an Englishman's life, and when he neglects them altogether there is something wrong.

I shall insist upon your taking up lawn tennis again.

I have two beautiful courts there, and very seldom any one to play with who has the least idea of the game." His eyes rested for a moment upon the smoothly shaven lawns.
"So you think that regeneration may come to me through lawn tennis ?" he murmured.
"And why not?
You are taking yourself far too seriously, you know.

How do you expect regeneration to come ?" "Shall I tell you what it is I lack ?" he answered suddenly.