going to stay to-day, aren't you?"

Miriam nodded without replying. She was busy with her own thoughts. She
wished she could hit upon some way to humiliate Grace Harlowe. But what
could she do? That was the question. The members of the team adored their
gray-eyed, independent young captain, therefore she would have to be very
careful.

She had been steadily losing ground with her class on account of her
constant association with the juniors, and the slightest misstep on her
part would jeopardize her place on the team. She had a genuine love for
the game, and since she couldn't play on the junior team, she concluded it
would be just as well not to lose her place with the sophomores. In her
heart she cared nothing for her class. She had tried to be their leader,
and Grace had supplanted her, but now Grace should pay for it.

All this passed through Miriam's mind as she covertly watched Grace, who
was reassuring Anne for the fiftieth time, not to worry over the lost
signals.

"Don't tell any one about it," she whispered to Anne. "You may find them
yet."

Anne shook her head sorrowfully. She felt in some way that those signals
were bound to make trouble for her.

"By the way, girls," said Grace, addressing the team, "has any one any
objection to Anne and Jessica staying to see the practice game? They have
seen all our work and are now anxious to see the practice game. They know
all the points, but they want to see how the new signal code works."