human
Why, the tournament, of course! Didn't I write you? We're deep in it. Where are your clubs, by the way? She glanced at Joan's bag and parasol-case.
gpt
Oh, dear! Have you left them on the train?
human
Clubs?--You mean golf-sticks? asked Joan, with misgivings.
gpt
Why, I haven't any. I don't play golf.
human
cried Betty in genuine dismay.
gpt
What ever will you do with yourself here? And how on earth do you amuse yourself in Kentucky? Just ride?
human
Why, yes, said Joan feebly,