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Page 19
The fact that Grace Harlowe still sat on the gymnasium floor passed for a
moment unnoticed. In the final grand rush for the ball, the other players
failed to see that their valiant captain still occupied the spot where she
fell. Tumbles were not infrequent, and Grace was well able to take care of
herself.
Anne Pierson alone saw Julia Crosby's foot slide out, and, scenting
treachery, hastily left her seat in the gallery. She ran as fast as she
could to where Grace sat, reaching her a few seconds after the whistle
blew.
"Good little Anne," called Grace. "You have come to my rescue even though
the others have deserted me. Perhaps you can help me up. I tried it, but
my ankle hurts every time I try to stand."
Her face was very white, and Anne saw that she was in great pain.
By this time Grace's team, realizing she was not with them, began looking
about, and rushed over to her in a body. David, Reddy and Hippy appeared
on the scene, as did Mrs. Harlowe, accompanied by Miss Thompson.
Excitement reigned. The boys lifted Grace to her feet; but she cried with
pain and would have fallen had they not held her.
"She has sprained her ankle!" exclaimed Miss Thompson. "How did it happen,
Grace? I did not see you fall."
"I don't know, Miss Thompson," said Grace faintly. "It all happened so
quickly I didn't have time to think about it."
"It certainly is a shame," cried Anne. "And I know----"
Just then Grace gave Anne a warning glance and shook her head slightly.
Anne closed her lips and was silent.
"What were you saying, Anne?" asked Miss Thompson.
But Anne had received her orders.
"I am so sorry that Grace has been hurt," she said lamely.
A carriage was ordered and Grace was taken home, Anne and Mrs. Harlowe
accompanying her. Mrs. Harlowe sent for their physician, who bandaged the
swollen ankle, and told Grace that the sprain was not serious. She
refused, however, to go to bed, but lay on the wide lounge in the sitting
room.
"Just keep quiet for a few days, and you'll be all right," said Dr. Gale.
"You girls are as bad as boys about getting hard knocks. It looks as
though basketball were about as barbarous as football."
"It is a dear old game, and I love it in spite of hard knocks," said Grace
emphatically.
"I like your spirit, Grace," laughed Dr. Gale. "Now, remember to treat
that ankle well if you want to appear again in the basketball arena."
"Grace," said Anne, after the doctor had gone. "You know how it happened,
don't you?"
"Yes," answered Grace, after a little hesitation. "I do."
"What are you going to do about it?" asked Anne.
"I don't know," said Grace. "I am not sure it was intentional."
"Grace," said Anne with decision, "it was intentional. I watched her every
minute of the game, for I didn't trust her, and I saw her do it. I was so
angry that when Miss Thompson asked how it happened I felt that I must
tell, then and there. It was you who prevented me. I think such a trick
should be exposed."
"What a vengeful little Anne," said Grace. "You are usually the last one
to tell anything."
She took Anne's hand in hers.
"It's just this way, Anne," she continued. "If I were to tell what Julia
Crosby did, Miss Thompson might forbid basketball. That would be dreadful.
Besides, the juniors would hardly believe me, and would say it was a case
of sour grapes, on account of the sophomores losing the game. So you see I
should gain nothing and perhaps lose a great deal. I believe that people
that do mean things are usually repaid in their own coin. Julia didn't
really intend to hurt me. Her idea was to prevent me from getting the
ball. Of course it was dishonorable and she knew it. It is strictly
forbidden in basketball, and if her own team knew positively that she was
guilty, it would go hard with her. There is honor even among thieves, you
know."
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