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-keeper, an unobservant bowler would frequently say, "How's that?" And an ill-informed umpire would reply, "Out." It was my duty before the game began to take the visiting umpire on one side and give him a practical demonstration of the click ... But these are troubles of the past. I have my new bat now, and I can see that cricket will become a different game for me. My practice of this morning has convinced me of this. It was not one of your stupid practices at the net, with two burly professionals bumping down balls at your body and telling you to "Come out to them, Sir." It was a quiet practice in my rooms after breakfast, with no moving object to distract my attention and spoil my stroke. The bat comes up well. It is light, and yet there is plenty of wood in it. Its drives along the carpet were excellent; its cuts and leg glides all that could be wished. I was a little disappointed with its half-arm hook, which dislodged a teacup and gave what would have been an easy catch to mid-on standing close in by the sofa; but I am convinced that a little oil will soon put that right. And yet there seemed to be something lacking in it. After trying every stroke with it; after tucking it under my arm and walking back to the bathroom, touching my cap at the pianola on the way; after experiments with it in all positions, I still felt that there was something wanting to make it the perfect bat. So I put it in a cab and went round with it to Henry. Henry has brightened first-class cricket for some years now. "Tell me, Henry," I said, "what's wrong with this bat?" "It seems all right," he said, after waving it about. "Rather a good one." I laid it down on the floor and looked at it. Then I turned it on its face and looked at it. And then I knew. "It wants a little silver shield on the back," I said. "That's it." "Why, is it a presentation bat?" asked Henry. "In a sense, yes. It was presented to me by Twyford." "What for?" "Really," I said modestly, "I hardly like---- Why do people give one things? Affection, Henry; pity, generosity--er----" "Are you going to put that on the shield? 'Presented out of sheer pity to----'" "Don't be silly; of course not. I shall put 'Presented in commemoration of his masterly double century against the Authentics,' or something like that. You've no idea how it impresses the wicket-keeper. He really sees quite a lot of the back of one's bat." "Your inscription," said Henry,
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