“A rather mean trick, Taffy,” Janet admitted, “but I can’t help it. They are so funny when they are sure of themselves. Do look at May condescending to Phyl. On my word I do believe she is giving her points.”
Daphne took her by the shoulders and shook her. “Jan, tell me the truth. How much of a chance have the Red Twins?” she demanded.
“Not a chance in the world,” Janet replied calmly.
And Daphne went back to the eager group of girls who were crowding for places near the court, and smiled her sweet dreamy smile in response to all the new wing girls’ boasts.
The match began. Gwen and Stella Richardson played off the finals in singles, and after a hard fought fight, Gwen won.
“She has a back hand stroke that is a perfect whiz,” Phyllis exclaimed admiringly. “Wish I could get it!”
“Oh, well played, Gwen, well played!” Janet called as flushed but triumphant Gwen left the court.
“Well fought!” Sally called as Stella followed her. She was smiling broadly.
“I’d hate to be beaten by any other girl, but it’s a positive honor to be beaten by Gwen,” she said good-naturedly.
“All right, you girls, already for the finals in doubles.” Gwen blew her silver whistle. She was once more captain of sports.