Phyllis meanwhile was talking to the Red Twins.
“I can’t see why we lost,” Bess said stubbornly. “We are better players than you are, and you know it.”
She pulled off the bandage and disclosed an angry red swelling
“Of course you are,” Phyllis agreed, “much better, but you have no notion of team-work. You both want to do it all, and get all the credit. I can’t see why you are twins. The way Jan and I feel, it amounts to the same thing, as long as we do it. That’s because we are twins, I suppose.”
“Well, it’s because we are twins that we can’t get along together,” May explained. “We don’t want the other one to get ahead, and it’s natural that we shouldn’t,” she added in justification.
“It’s not natural,” Phyllis contradicted; “and let me tell you this, until you learn to work together, you will never be any earthly good to each other or to Hilltop.”
Having given them this little thought to think over during the summer, Phyllis turned her back on them and went over to Janet.
[CHAPTER XX—The Dramatic Club]
Archery Day was a dismal one for Janet. She had to give up her place to Gladys, for her arm was so swollen that she could not even string her bow.