“How did you ever do it!” cried Ruth, dropping her bread and butter.
“Mr. Hunter and Miss Wilkinson are some players!” said Mr. Remington. “Not because they beat us,” he added hastily, in confusion.
“Congratulations to everybody!” said Mrs. Andrews. “I think you all did well.”
“And are any of you anxious to play this afternoon?” asked their host.
“Not I!” sighed Marjorie. “I’m all in.”
“I’d like to,” said Ruth; “at least if it suits Frances and John.”
“Perfectly,” replied the girl.
The third group followed their example, so that two lively matches were scheduled for three o’clock.
“Are you sure you’re not tired?” asked Jack, as he and Ruth went to the club together.
“I never felt better in my life.”