"I do," Betty answered, solemnly. "What are you going to do about it?"
"Find out who else can play. Bet, I can't lose either big game this year. We've just got to build up the team." Polly was very serious. "I'm worried."
"Who about?"
"Eleanor Trent; she can't get used to girls' rules, and she makes fouls all the time."
"Who subs for her?"
"Katherine Welbe, and she's no earthly good."
"Come on, then; let's see who's playing now," Betty gave in resignedly.
They went to the gym and sat down in the first row in the gallery. The game in progress was being played by Freshmen and Sophomores for the most part, and Jane and Phylis seemed to be doing most of it. They were both playing jumping centers. It was not very exciting to watch; some one fumbled or made a foul every other minute and the whistle sounded incessantly.
"I hoped Maud would be here," Polly said, thoughtfully. "Have you seen her to-day?"
"Yes, she's up watching Lois paint, I think. You know she draws awfully well herself. Did you see the pen and ink sketch she did of her little yellow pup, yesterday? It was great."