Then a distinct hiss was heard, and a second later the entire sophomore class hissed Miriam Nesbit.
Miss Thompson rose, thinking to call the house to order, but sat down again, shaking her head.
"They know what they are about," she said, for Grace herself did not know the game any better than the principal.

"It was inexcusable of Miriam, inexcusable and intentional.

In attempting to gratify her own vanity she has prevented her side from scoring at a time when all personal desire should be put aside.

She really deserves it." But the score was not tied after all, for the junior guard fumbled the ball, dropped it and before she could regain possession of it, it was speeding toward Marian Barber, thrown with unerring accuracy by Grace.

Up went Marian's hands.