News of Eve’s nick o’ time appearance had been circulated by Chet Belding when he joined the Central High boys. When it came the girl’s turn to jump she received an ovation that startled the echoes.
And Eve did not disappoint her friends. She carried off the honors of the broad jump by two inches over every other competitor, beating the record established two years before.
Bobby did equally as well in the quarter-mile race. That was a trial of greater endurance than her winning dash, but she came along ahead of all the other sprinters, and won by a clean two yards.
Then Eve went into the field again and beat the famous Magdeline Spink, of Lumberport, putting the shot, by ten and a quarter inches—making a remarkable score for Central High, and establishing a record for following classes to attempt to beat for some years to come.
Of course, the girls as a whole did not know for sure that any of the seniors had had anything to do with Eve’s being abducted to the Varey flat; but because Lou Potter, and others, had been so positive that Eve would not appear, the juniors could not help feeling suspicious.
Had it not been for Laura Belding, ever the peace-maker, friction might have resulted that would have lasted through the remainder of the term and spoiled the graduation exercises for Central High that year.
“We can afford to let the matter rest as it is,” said Mother Wit, to her junior class friends. “Central High won—we got the winning points—and we stand at the head of our school athletic league. We can be satisfied with our score.
“As far as these seniors go—— Well, the bad ones are not the entire class. And, anyway, they will soon be graduated and we shall have no more trouble from them. Let them be an example to us——”
“An example!” cried the irrepressible Bobby. “I guess you mean a horrible example.”
“Perhaps. At least, let us remember, when we are seniors, not to do as they have done,” concluded Mother Wit.