Danton tried strategy.

As she wheeled airily around, he abruptly turned, headed her off, and caught her with a rebound in his arms.
"By Jove!" cried the Captain, delighted, "he has her.

Reginald, my boy, you are beaten." "I told you you stood no chance, Stanford," said the Doctor.
"What am I to have for my pains, Miss Rose ?" "Stoop down and you'll see." He bent his head.

A stinging box on the ear rewarded him, and Rose was off, flying over the glittering ice and out of reach.
"Beaten, Reginald," said Kate, as he drew near.

"For shame, sir." "Beaten, but not defeated," answered her lover; "a Stanford never yields.