Polly laughed good naturedly and put her arm around Phylis' shoulder.
"That's all right; we don't want you to; but, I'll tell you something. If you would really like to do something we would like—learn to play a good game of basket ball. You might be needed some day."
"Poll, what made you hold out hopes to those children?" Lois asked later, as they waited for their tubs to fill. They had played basket ball with some of the old girls after they had left Jane and Phylis.
"Because I thought they needed something to think about besides hurt feelings; I don't think they'll get their hopes up for the team."
"Well, you may have been right," Lois agreed slowly. "Anyway our little lecture did them good. Fanny stopped me after practice and told me they had apologized."
Polly said: "Oh, did they?" indifferently, and went to her tub to turn off the water.
Her head was in a whirl, and, suddenly, tempting hopes ran riot. She stood looking at the water a minute and shivered in anticipation of the plunge.
"Captain of the basket ball team," she whispered. "I wonder—"