For the remaining few days before Field Day, every time one of the team met Betty, Lois or Polly, they would inquire very mysteriously how “it” was, and before many days passed the word went round the school that Seddon Hall had discovered a worthy mascot.
[CHAPTER XIX—FIELD DAY]
Field Day arrived and with it the excitement known to any girl who has played in a big game of basket-ball.
“Oh, Polly, I’m so thrilled!” exclaimed Lois, putting her arm around her chum and dancing wildly down the corridor. “I’m glad my family isn’t coming.”
“So am I,” Polly answered, thinking of Bob. “If we could only get a chance to play!”
“Hush! I don’t even dare think of such a thing!”
“Well, I do, and I’ll bet anything that the big team girls can’t pass the ball as fast as you and Betty and I can.”
“They can’t. I watched last practice game and they made some dreadful mistakes with the signals. By the way, how is ‘it’ this morning?”
“Fine, Betty took some food to the cellar right after breakfast. The darling’s really getting fat.”
“Here comes Bet now. Oh, Betty, here we are!” Lois called as the third member of the trio appeared at the other end of the corridor.