|
Main
- books.jibble.org
My Books
- IRC Hacks
Misc. Articles
- Meaning of Jibble
- M4 Su Doku
- Computer Scrapbooking
- Setting up Java
- Bootable Java
- Cookies in Java
- Dynamic Graphs
- Social Shakespeare
External Links
- Paul Mutton
- Jibble Photo Gallery
- Jibble Forums
- Google Landmarks
- Jibble Shop
- Free Books
- Intershot Ltd
|
books.jibble.org
Previous Page
| Next Page
Page 9
"Miss Crosby," said Miss Thompson coldly, "Miss Harlowe has just asked me
to restore the junior team their gymnasium privilege. Had any other girl
asked this favor I should have refused her. But Miss Harlowe, in spite of
the shabby way in which she has been treated, is generous enough to
overlook the past, and begs that you be given another chance. It is only
for her sake that I grant it.
"Also, Miss Crosby, I received no information from Miss Harlowe or any of
her team regarding your recent rude conduct in the gymnasium. The report
came from an entirely different source. You may go; but first you may
apologize to Miss Harlowe, and thank her for what she has done."
With a very poor grace, Julia mumbled a few words of apology and thanks
and hurried from the room. The principal looked after her and shook her
head, then turning to Grace, she asked, "Well, Grace, are you satisfied?"
Grace thanked her again, and with a light heart sped towards the study
hall. Once more she could look forward to the coming game with pleasant
anticipations.
Julia Crosby had already informed the junior players of the rise in their
fallen fortunes. When school was over they gathered about their leader to
hear the story. Now, Julia, if possible felt more bitter toward Grace than
formerly. It galled her to be compelled to accept anything from Grace's
hands, and she did not intend to let any more of the truth be known than
she could help. This was too good an opportunity to gain popularity to let
slip through her fingers So she put on a mysterious expression and said:
"Now, see here, girls, I got you into all that trouble, and I made up my
mind to get you out again. Just go ahead and practise for all your worth,
and don't worry about how it all happened."
"Well," said Alice Waite, "it was awfully brave of you to go to Miss
Thompson, even if you are too modest to tell of it. Wasn't it, girls?"
"Yes," chorused the team. "Three cheers for our brave captain."
Julia, fairly dazzled at her own popularity, smiled a smile of intense
satisfaction. She had produced exactly the impression that she wished.
"What on earth are those juniors making such a fuss about?" inquired Nora
O'Malley, as the four chums strolled across the campus toward the gate.
The junior team, headed by Julia, was coming down the walk talking at the
top of their voices.
"Nothing of any importance, you may be sure," said Jessica Bright.
"'Shallow brooks babble loudest,' you know."
"They seem to be 'babbling' over Julia Crosby just now," said Anne, who
had been curiously watching the jubilant juniors.
"No doubt she has just unfolded some new scheme," said Nora sarcastically,
"that will be practised on the sophomores at the first opportunity."
"Doesn't it seem strange," said Grace, who had hitherto offered no
comments, "that we must always be at sixes and sevens with the juniors?
Such a spirit never existed between classes before. I wonder how it will
all end?"
"Don't worry your dear head over those girls, Grace," said Anne, patting
Grace's hand. "They aren't worth it."
"Oh, look girls!" exclaimed Nora suddenly. "There is David Nesbit, and he
is coming this way. I haven't seen him for an age."
"Good afternoon, girls," said David, lifting his cap. "It is indeed a
pleasure to see you."
"Why, David," said Grace, "you are quite a stranger. Where have you been
keeping yourself?"
Anne also looked her pleasure at seeing her old friend.
"I have been very, very busy with some important business of my own," said
David in a mock-pompous tone. Then he announced: "I am going to give a
party and I am going to invite all of you. Will you come?"
"We will!" cried Nora. "Dressed in our costliest raiment, at that."
"Never mind about the fine clothes," said David, laughing. "This is to be
a plain, every-day affair."
Previous Page
| Next Page
|
|