"You're right, Sue. She's deliberately avoiding us."
"She's a queer sort anyway," Susan said indifferently. "Let's ignore her from now on."
Penny gazed thoughtfully toward the dressing room door.
"There must be some reason for the way she's acting, Sue. I have a notion to corner her in the dressing room so that she'll have to say something to me."
"You're inviting a snub if you do. Forget her, Penny! Come on, I'll race you to the end of the pool!"
She plunged in and Penny reluctantly followed. They swam two lengths and then dived a few times from the high board.
"Oh, let's go home," Penny proposed presently. "I've had enough."
They stood for a few minutes under the cold shower, then entered the dressing room. To their surprise they observed a group of excited girls clustered around the matron's desk.
"I tell you it's my ring!" one of the bathers insisted angrily. "This girl stole it from my locker!"
"It isn't true. The ring is my own. Why, it belonged to my mother."