"She deserved a good horsewhipping for saying such a thing!" Jo cried heatedly. "The idea of accusing you, Sadie! Now if she had said it of me——"
"She has hated me especially ever since I hit her with that muddy tennis ball," said Sadie. "I suppose this was her chance to get even."
Other girls grouped themselves about Nan and Sadie, sympathizing with them both.
"Anyway, you won the match," Gladys Holt said to Nan. "The last game went to you by default and gave you the set 6-0."
"I don't like taking games by default," Nan said, frowning. "If she had played for a few minutes longer I could have honestly claimed the match. As it is—" she shrugged her shoulders and did not finish the sentence.
When they reached their room the three chums were in a gloomy frame of mind.
"I suppose we'll receive a summons from the office soon," said Jo, walking excitedly up and down the floor. "And, moreover, we'll have to answer to all sorts of trumped up charges. I wish Lottie Sparks and Kate Speed could be run out of Laurel Hall!"
The chums had not long to wait for the expected summons from the office.
Nan and Sadie alone were wanted. Jo, it seemed, was not implicated this time.
"I wonder what made her leave me out," said the latter dryly. "Lottie and Kate usually try to get the three of us in a jam together. This must be an oversight!"