“Get ready for crack the whip,” she said. “Bet, you lead.”
“All right, get ready—”
“Who’s on the end!”
“Polly.”
“Go ahead—”
The girls put their hands on one another’s shoulders, forming a long line, and Betty started off, skating fast and keeping straight ahead. Suddenly, when everybody was going like the wind she
gave a sharp turn to the right and the girls went pell mell in every direction.
It was loads of fun and very invigorating. They played it over and over again, each girl taking a turn to lead.
“Polly’s first this time,” called Louise, “and Betty’s last.”
“Be merciful, Poll,” Betty panted, taking hold of Lois’ shoulders.