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Page 54
She turned the knob, still smiling to herself, but the door stuck fast. It
was locked!
Grace was so stunned that for a moment she hardly comprehended what had
happened. She sat down and tried to collect her thoughts. Locked up in an
upper classroom on the afternoon of the great game!
She tried the one other door in the room. It also was locked. As for the
great windows, they were too large for her to push up without a pole.
"I'll try calling," she said. "They may hear me."
But her calls were fruitless, and beating and knocking on the door panels
seemed nothing but muffled sounds in the stillness.
"Oh! Oh!" she cried, rushing wildly from doors to windows and back again.
"What shall I do! What shall I do?"
In the meantime, it was growing late. The sophomores had assembled and
were confidently waiting for their captain.
"She's late for the first time," observed one of the girls, "but we'll
forgive her under the circumstances."
"Maybe she's in the gymnasium," suggested Anne, hurrying off to look for
her friend. In spite of herself she felt some misgivings and she meant to
lose no time in finding her beloved Grace.
The gallery was already half full of people. Anne moved about looking for
David, or some one who could help her. Just then Mrs. Harlowe appeared at
the door.
"Where is Grace, Mrs. Harlowe?" Anne demanded eagerly.
"I don't know, dear," answered Mrs. Harlowe "She ate her dinner and went
off in such a hurry that I hardly had time to speak to her. She told me
she wanted to get back to meet the girls."
Anne ran back to the locker-room.
"Grace left home hours ago," she cried. "I just felt that something had
happened."
Jessica opened Grace's locker.
"Grace must be in the building," she exclaimed "Here are her clothes."
The girls began to rush about wildly, looking for their captain in the
various rooms on the basement floor.
In a few moments a junior came to the door.
"The game will be called in ten minutes," she said. "Are you ready?"
"Yes," answered Nora calmly. "Be careful," she whispered. "Don't let them
know yet."
Anne ran again to the gymnasium.
"I'll get David this time," she said to herself. "Something will have to
be done if Grace is to be found in time."
David was sitting at one side of the gallery with Reddy and Hippy.
He looked very grave when Anne whispered the news to him. The place was
packed with impatient spectators. The junior team was already standing on
the floor talking in low voices as they waited impatiently for their
opponents to appear at the opposite end.
"She must be somewhere in the building," David ejaculated. "That is if she
has on her gymnasium suit. Have you looked upstairs yet?"
"No," replied Anne, "but we have been all through the downstairs' rooms."
As they ran up the steps they heard the shrill whistle that summoned the
players to their positions.
"Come on," cried Nora. "Miriam, you will have to take Grace's place, and
Eva Allen will substitute for you."
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