ly and ask for it. She was neither politic nor tactful. She had decided that basket-ball was the one game that was really worth playing. Tennis was old and did not appeal t

o Helen. She went to the subject dire

you had a good bit of influence in getting the girls on the other te

vacancy. I have nothing at all to do with the sub. The physical instructor does that, and of course

Hester. "I'm fairly ach

aching after your firs

es were sore for days when I tri

the room. Helen had promised to go with her to see that she met Miss Watson but Helen was deliberate

time appointed for meetings. Having dispatched the regular routine work, she began the organization of squads for tennis and bask

e heard, but Miss Watson looked toward Hester, smiled and nodded in affirmation. A few minute

eone near Hester. "She plays a good game, too.

'd read the rules again and again. If you have them fairly fixed in your mind you are not so apt to make a foul play. Do your best, and you may work up to one of the other teams before long. Erma Thomas may not come back after the first of the

r. Following Helen's instructions, she studied the book of rules. She was early at the first pract

would give a good bit if you could mak

not hear. "Helen Loraine knows the game, but there's a whole lot of things she never sees. Louise Reed is your opponen

nature, and consequently could not grasp the

it seemed like an hour of intense excitement before the ba

ain Hester deftly returned it; making a backward movement just as Louise was about to cover her. Again Berenice deftly caught it and dribbled for a yard or more. They were near enough to the basket for a goal; but Berenice's opponent covered her. The ball went flying direct across the cage. Louise made a dash; Hester sprang forward and covered her. In the excitement of the play, Hester had

deftly return

she cried. "Right guard

"I wasn't playing. Hester Alden's arm was

ester. "I touched her

t have been a very sli

red," crie

ce a look that would have subdued a sensitive person. Turning about, Hester tossed the ball to Louise wh

, the score stood six to eig

with anger and her voice fairly hissed. "You see what a little prude like you can do. If you would have sustained me, Renee's goa

all right. I suppose I should have remembered in time;

never learn," was the retort an

us indignation at bad playing. Helen came up before the beginning of the second half. "What about playing this, Hester?" she asked. "You did some hard p

" cried Hester. "Why, I wou

te," said Helen smiling. "I have warned you. All that is le

enee coming up. "I am glad Hester has grit enough

nd rubbing of muscles," said Helen. The ten minutes

t she forgot her special work. She never played into another's hand. Although Renee was the champion at throwing goals, Berenice risked the score rather than give the play to the center

desire being to play a fair game. She was aware of Berenice's playin

ittle beady eyes snapped as she approach

ave done the same thing. The first I le

two-hand the ball. I

of the game. Edna Bucher

ot-" bega

manner was calm and her voice low, but authority was in her bearing. She stood ready to give the signal to play; but before s

the gymnasium. Her heart was filled with anger and a scowl was on her face. H

eing disqualified, Hester did not understand fully all that had taken place. It was not until they were at the baths, tha

renice to play nex

alizing, the matter must be brought before Miss Watson. It is a very difficult matter to explain. The best way w

almost beyond hearing, Renee'

orrow evening. I have permission to go, and I wish to wear my br

g which time she could not remember one instance when

e was ready to appear, the corridor leading from the gymnasium baths was deserted

quantities of brown hair which she drew loosely back and coiled at the back of her head. Her eyes were large, lusterless and of a weak and faded blue, but Josephine had read novels and knew what speaking eyes meant. She tried to make her eyes soulful. She was of a romantic

full and had in it a pathetic quality which was in harmony with her dreams. Hester sat down beside

dream. The world and work and all horrid things are passing and only the tender twilight hangs like a mantle over all." She paused and looked at h

ferently from other people. They tell me that my singing shows soul. I myself have often noticed the difference between myself and other girls. Would you believe it? They pass here with

ill be red and your eyes watery. You'll not be sublime then." The cheer and good-nature in the voice robbed it of ill-feeling. Erma laughed as she appeared. No one

s became one of a poetic

u haven't fifteen minutes until the first study bell. The girls have

rned to look as a carriage with a coachman in livery, came from porte-cochere, turned down the driveway and passed within a few feet of where the girls stood. The carriage passed under an arc light and Er

iage that blocked our way, the day that Aunt Debby c

she done so, she could not have distinguished the girls; for they stood

as looking for you. I told her if I saw you, I'd tell you to go to y

f, but went racing down the corridor as fast as her feet would carry her. Her heels clattered on t

by the arm. This was so unexpected that her first impulse was to jerk awa

that was cultured and elegant. No imagination was strong enough to picture her, other than deliberate, low-voiced, serene of countenance.

shoulder. The girl felt herself quivering with the desire to be off down the corridor and up the stairs to Num

straint. She delayed Hester yet longer while she made

orridor. I will stand here to see if you comprehend just what I mean by slowly. I trust that I may not be compel

impatience at being thus detained. Miss Burkham released her

len standing before her dressing-table. Sh

I have been sending messengers everywhere in the hope of finding you. My dear Aunt Harriet was

e. I know Aunt Harriet, and I know how the basket is arranged. There will be a chicken for you and one for me; a box of fudge for you and one for me; and so on through the entire menu. Aunt Harriet is very muc

me. I have an old pin which belonged to mother when she was a girl. I thought I had

n the dresser. It was a pin of unusual style, about the size of a dime. The outer band was of a pec

ght of the pin, but she did not see it, for he