He might have meant her powers at tennis, he might have meant
_anything_.

"That last game you are thinking of?"

"Decidedly, the last game," says Gower, who laughs again
immoderately.

"I don't see what there is to laugh at," says Miss Bolton, with some
indignation. "'They laugh who win,' is an old proverb. But _you_
didn't win; you weren't in it."

"I expect I never shall be," says Gower. "Yet lookers-on have their
advantage ascribed to them by a pitiful Providence. They see most of
the game."

"It is I who should laugh," says Tita, who has not been following
him. _"I_ won--we"--looking, with an honest desire to be just to all
people, at Sir Maurice--_"we_ won."

"No, no; leave it in the singular," says Maurice, making her a
little gesture of self-depreciation.

"You seem very active," says Margaret kindly. "I watched you at golf
yesterday. You liked it?"

"Yes; there is so little else to like," says Tita, looking at her,
"except my horses and my dogs."