applauded about every two minutes. Then they got their heads together and
all talked at once. While they were so busy we skipped out without being
noticed. I thought I'd better tell you, for I have an idea they are
putting up some scheme to queer you in the game to-morrow; so look out for
them."

"Thank you, David," answered Grace. "You are always looking after our
interests. I wonder what those juniors are planning. They are obliged to
play a fair game, for they know perfectly well what will happen if they
don't. Miss Thompson will be there to-morrow, and they know she has her
eye on them."

"Put not your trust in juniors," cautioned David. "They may elude even her
watchful eye."

"You are coming to see us play to-morrow, aren't you, David?" asked Grace.

"I'll be there before the doors are open, with Reddy and Hippy at my
heels," responded David. "Good-bye, Grace. Look out for squalls
to-morrow."




CHAPTER VI

THE DEEPEST POSSIBLE DISGRACE


A feeling of depression swept over Grace Harlowe as she looked out the