Judy of York Hill Part 18
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But Judith, though triumphant, was loyally discreet. He was an old friend of her Uncle Brian's. She had to speak to Uncle Tom, and then Uncle Tom and Major Phillips came down to speak to Miss Ashwell.
There were some who felt that this was not all, but Catherine supported Judith and adjured them not to go into their own houses and spread romantic tales.
But there are some things which even a popular prefect cannot achieve.
The affair was discussed in all its details by the tired forty as they consumed much cocoa and cake in the sitting-room, and even later, when the running of many bath-taps proclaimed loudly the fact that forty tired bodies were being refreshed, sc.r.a.ps of conversation floated over the bath part.i.tions.
"Good thing it's his left arm that's hurt."
"Isn't his hair lovely? I adore hair that is slightly greying!"
"Is it a V.C. he's got?"
"When do you suppose they'll be married?"
"Did you say he was an artist or an engineer?"
"Won't she look lovely in a wedding gown?"
"_I_ wouldn't be married in anything but white."
"Judith Benson thinks she's _it_. What is she doing in it anyhow?"
Judith smiled happily in her bath. She had decided on her bridesmaid's frock.
CHAPTER XIV
JUDITH WINS THE TENNIS CUP
SPRING came early this year and the school spent much time out of doors during the last term. Many cla.s.ses were held in the big sun porches and in the sheltered spots in the grounds, and the various teams were hard at basket-ball and cricket and tennis, even before breakfast.
It was not so hard now to get up at a quarter to seven, and Judith and Florence even joined the B.B.B.'s--"Before Breakfast Brigade"--who pledged themselves to get up in time for a dip in the swimming-pool or a game before the breakfast-bell rang.
Judith was especially keen about tennis, and she improved her game so much that, to her surprise and delight, even high and mighty prefects like Patricia and Catherine were asking her for practice games in preparation for the House and School Tournaments later on. Catherine was a very busy person, indeed, just now; she had an important part in the play given during prize-giving week and she was a member of the Senior basket-ball team. Judith would never be a basket-ball enthusiast, but she filled a very respectable position on the Junior team and she could share in the excitement about the Senior match which was to be played against Queen's School. Patricia was working her team hard; every spare hour was devoted to goal practice, and team practice came every day as a matter of course.
Nancy had much to tell Judith of last year's triumph when Eleanor's brilliant play had won the coveted trophy for York Hill. This year Queen's were reported to have a marvellous centre and school gossip held that the York Hill team would have a hard battle to keep the s.h.i.+eld.
Unfortunately, the very day before the match, Helen Burton, a prefect of West House, slipped and wrenched her knee, so that her playing was out of the question. She was not their most brilliant player by any means, but she was steady and used her brains in the game better than most.
Althea Somerset was put in as a subst.i.tute, but it was disconcerting to lose a tried warrior before the fight began.
Nancy was a timekeeper, and on the day of the match Judith took her stand beside her with the lemons for the refreshment of the teams. The whole School had lined the campus to watch the game; at one end were a group of Old Girls and the staff; near by was a splash of scarlet marking the visitors from Queen's School. Judith, watching the trim figures of the players line up, Queen's with scarlet ties and bands, York Hill with gold ties, felt a sudden rush of loyalty at the sight of her own well-loved prefects.
"They must win--they must--there can't be a doubt of it," said Judith to herself.
The much-talked-of Queen's centre was as wonderful as gossip had reported. She seemed like a veritable spider, all arms and legs; try as she would Althea could not prevent her getting the ball. And there was a fair-haired girl--Pamela by name--who was the best shot Judith had ever seen.
The score mounted rapidly for Queen's and at half-time, when Judith distributed her slices of lemon, things looked rather dark for York Hill.
But Patricia had been using her brains while she played, and Judith and Nancy ministering to the team heard her final injunctions.
"We'll beat 'em yet. Watch that right centre and Pamela Price on the left guard; they're both dandy shots, and they both want a chance to show off. Mark my words, we'll get some fine shots the last half. Their weak point is team-work, and I'm glad to say we're playing together--watch your pa.s.sing--we're bound to win!"
Judith and Nancy went back to their posts in a state of great excitement. There was an infectious courage and cheeriness about Patricia's words. Certainly Queen's had five points to their favour, but just as certainly York Hill would win!
Up went the ball again and up went the spider-like centre's long arms, and away went the coveted ball in the wrong direction. Judith's heart sank--this half was going to be just like the other--how terrible!
Thirteen-eight--Fourteen-eight.
The whistle blew. Judith couldn't see what had happened, but evidently there had been a foul, for Catherine had a free throw.
York Hill let themselves go for a minute. Good for Cathy! Seconds were precious now and the play was swift.
Again the whistle.
This time Patricia took the ball.
York Hill held its breath.
Fourteen-ten.
Nothing succeeds like success!
The York Hill team quickened and became tense during those last few seconds like a great orchestra for the finale of a symphony, in answer to the conductor's baton. Patricia felt a thrill of pride. How magnificently the team was responding--they were playing like one person--and that person meant to win--there could be no doubt of it.
"Fifteen-fifteen," said the umpire calmly.
Judith standing quietly beside Nancy wanted to shriek and shout like a young savage--"We're going to beat you! We're going to beat you--yah!"
Fifteen-seventeen! Good for Althea!
Ah, Pamela Price has scored!
"Good play," said York, generously applauding a neat shot.
Seventeen-all--and a minute more to play!
Althea has the ball--no, there it is--Patricia's got it--
That must be Pamela again--no, Catherine has it!
Catherine poised herself and threw.
A soft sighing sound from hundreds of lips marked the safe arrival of the ball in the basket, and then spontaneous cheering drowned the umpire's voice.
York Hill had the cup for another year!
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