To defeat Gossett, however, meant the championship. On the other hand, he was passionately devoted to Margaret Milsom, whom he was due to meet at the end of the boardwalk at one sharp. It was now five minutes to one, and the end of the boardwalk still a mile away.
The mental struggle was brief but keen. A sharp pang, and his mind was made up. Cost what it might, he must stay on the links. If Margaret broke off the engagement - well it might be that Time would heal the wound, and that after many years he would find some other girl for whom he might come to care in wrecked, broken sort of way. But a chance like this would never come again. What is Love compared with holing out before your opponent?
(from Archibald's Benefit, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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