The Clicking of Cuthbert
on of Georg
erful face, and he ordered a ginger-ale in the sort of voice which an ancien
rite settee the Oldest Member had
u get on?"
beat
ber nodded his
t with Pobsley. How many a young man have I seen go out with Herbert Pobsley exulting in
found it! Put me r
st Membe
is a melancholy thought that the noblest of games should have produced such a scourge. I have frequently marked Herbert Pobsley in action. As the
't thi
garrulity I have ever known where a permanent cure
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ody, moved his head, or pressed. He was always ready to utter a tactful grunt when his opponent foozled. And when he himself achieved a glaring fluke, his self-reproachful click of the tongue was music to his adversary's bruised soul. But of all his virtues the one that most endeared him to me and to all thinking men was the fact that, from the start of
which he did with the best motives. The thought is disheartening. I can honestly say that, when George Mackintosh came to me and told me his troubles
y-nine. And, as I had not left the links till dusk was beginning to fall, it was practically impossible that he could have gone out again and done badly. The idea of financial trouble seemed equally out of the question. George had a good job with the old-establish
solution. Scarcely had he seated himself and
do in a case lik
e wh
urface. "Well, it seems a silly thing to say and all
love with Ce
ly be in love with? That," he went on, moodily, "is the whole trouble. There's a field of a
every advantage, it appears to me. You are young,
st out. "And how is a man to get anywhe
ing perfectly
t kills my chances stone dead. You know these other men. I can give Claude Mainwaring a third and beat him. I can give Eustac
not be d
when I'm the man who wrote the words and music, when Diffidence is my
u could ov
you might be able to suggest som
of a magazine, and one of the advertisements, I chanced to remember, might have been framed with a special eye to George's unfortunate case. It was tha
the Man who had taken the course being fawned upon by lovely women, while the man w
o that to me,
at, my
und, clingi
press that they will if y
re is really s
ht by mail. One seems to be able to acquire every
it," he murmured, returning to his perusal, "that fellow does look po
g evening dress, and yet he is merely among those on the ou
post
you say, p
ood mind
ason why you
his thing a trial for a week or two, and at the end of that time I'll go to the boss and see how he reacts when I ask for a
of the Memory Training Course advertised on the adjoining page of the magazine-the matter slipped fr
like
a quarter of an hour before George himself ar
awled?" I said,
t had been. But it was his eye that struck me most forcibly. The George Mackintosh I had known had had a pleasing gaze, but, though frank and agreeable, it had never been more dynamic than a fried egg. This new George had an eye that was a combination of a gimlet and a searchlight. Coleridge's Ancient Mariner, I imagine, must have been s
, because I saw him coming and side-stepped; but he did eve
ped. "Did you ta
history of my connection with the firm. He began to wilt before the end of the first ten minutes. At the quarter of an hour mark he was looking at me like a lost dog that's just found its owner. By the half-hour he was making little bleating noises and massaging my coat-sleeve. And when, after perhaps an hour and a half,
for I was finding my young friend a trifle
A man wants an addition to his inco
t, of course, will
do you
ennant. You remember you were say
rge, carelessly. "I'
ha
ation. I looked in on Celia about
azi
st put the thing to her,
, like Alexander, you have
ner speech at the anniversary banquet of the firm, I suppose? My dear fellow, a riot! A positive stampede. Had 'em laughing and then crying and then laughing again and then crying once more t
on a stringe
if I could play on a stringed instrument. Wonderful sense of power it gi
et it interfere
h which turned
een has just won some sort of championship. Could that stripling convulse a roomful of banqueters? I think not! To sway your fellow-men with a word, to hold them with a gesture
man whom the committee were grooming for the amateur championship. I
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gradually shunned, he who in the days of his sanity had been besieged with more offers of games than he could manage to accept. Men simply would not stand his incessant flow of talk. One by one they dropped off, until the only person he could find to go round with
er name. I had been half expecting her to come to me for advice and consolation, for I had known her ever since she was a child. It was I who had given her her first driver and taught her infant lips
long that I know that it was not my face that pained her, but rather some unspoken malaise of the soul. I wai
stand it! I c
said, though I kn
e cried passionately. "I don't think he has st
reed. "Has he told y
shm
ional anecdote. Women have to learn to bear anecdotes from the men they love. It is the curse of
en you an inkling of the truth. He only hinted at it w
ich the fruit of his life grew; his Present, his Future, his Past ... oh, and all that sort of thing. If he would only confine his conversation now to remarks of a s
also, I fear,"
ss on Marriage Ceremonies of All Ages. The world to him is a vast lecture-platform. He looks on life as one long after-dinner, with himself as the principal speaker of the evening. It is breaking my heart. I see him shunned by his former
is alwa
ways golf," she w
e a round thi
She shuddered, then pulled herself t
ted for
hand. "It may be that together we shall
ook he
e. He never stops talking lo
f loquacity has attacked him gives me hope. You must remember that before this seizure he was rather a noticeably silent man. Sometimes I think that it i
try to b
-past two on the
fth, fifteenth, sixteenth and eighteenth," she said, with a
her han
I said gently.
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st tee told me that George had not forgotten the tryst. He was sitting on the stone s
" he was saying. "We come to the foreg
noon, Georg
enly with his speech, and was still talking when Celia addressed her ball and drove off. Her drive, coinciding with a sharp rhetorical question from George, wavered in mid-air, and t
left heel to point down the course when you were at the top of your swing. This makes for instability and loss of distance. The fundamental law of the dynamics of golf is that the left foo
g he gave me resembled the self-conscious panic which I used to experience in my childhood when informed that there was One Awful Eye that watched my every mo
vid emerald turf near the hole and the duller green of the rough beyond it. As Celia teed up her ball, he directed her attention to the golden glory of the sand-pit to the left of
the stroke a sudden heave instead of a smooth, snappy flick
for my shot had cleared the water and was lying on th
credibly informed that rubber at the present time is exceptionally cheap. Yet we see no decrease in the price of golf-balls, which, as I
drive," I said. For we had
Why is it that we are able to sleep through some vast convulsion of Nature when a dripping tap is enough to keep us awake? I am told that there were people who slumbered
ravine which yawns some fifty yards
t wrong there-
d Celia. "I l
ly pretty, might almost have been called snappish. George, however, did not appear
rofessionals tell their pupils to keep their eye on the ball. Keeping the eye on the ball is only a seconda
orge in the ravine behind me. My last glimpse of them showed me that her ball had fallen into a stone-studded cavity in the side of the hill, and she was d
when I heard Celia's voice calling to me from the edge of the
of some unknown shrub which h
picking twigs
r advice,"
e? By the way," I said, lookin
," she said, in a
oken off the
et-well, I suppose
quite und
n a burst of girlish frankness, "I
ed hi
rt, when we are all working together to try to make our beloved land fit for heroes to live in, it was astonishing that nobody before had thought of
with my niblic
to be done at all, it was u
went on, "with George talking all the time about the recent excavations
ce with my shoe-lac
must have said something, for George stopped talking about Egypt and said th
sed he
it hurts you,"
bent his head to light his pipe, and well-the
re quit
ally th
er far less provocation, once made Jael the w
ious of nothing but an awful elation. But-but-oh, he was such a darling before he
nto a torre
or me to view the
t would be
ine. George Mackintosh was lying
!" sai
and sat up. Celia uttered a sharp shriek and sank on her knees be
d children!" he cr
rge!" sa
little bett
ow many peop
ur
into us." He cast anot
w did I
re all the t
ter the roof fe
quietly down the
e!" she sa
ebly for her han
an! She stuck by me all through. Tell me-I am st
npleasant explanation might be avoi
me another," I said. "Whether it
in her made her revolt against t
you,
, curiously. "What wi
my nib
ith your nibl
Then she face
wouldn't st
gap
top talking! But I hardly ta
den shock, had operated on George's brain-cells in such a way as to effect a complete cur
e habit of talking rather a good deal. Ever since we started out t
links! It is
k. You started to tell her a funny story just as she was making her eleventh shot to
orgive me, Geor
d at me. Then a crimson
eginning to come back
me, George?" cr
her hand
-talker, a green-gabbler, a prattler on the links, the lo
d Celia, looking at the sleeve of his
ith a man who talks when peo
never do
And you stuck to me a
d you,
d the other in a sweeping gesture. For an instant he appeared on the verge of a flood of eloquence. And then, as if he had been
hat was rather dece
y to both his hearers. For it showed that George M
you are rather a
!" crie
clubs, I retired. When I looked round she was still in his a
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ple wrists. It seems to me that for the ordinary talking golfer there is no hope. And the race seems to be getting more numerous every day. Yet the finest golfers are always the least loquacious. It is related of the illustrious Sandy McHoots that when, on the occasion of his winning the British Open Championship, he was inte