though basketball were about as barbarous as football."

"It is a dear old game, and I love it in spite of hard knocks," said Grace
emphatically.

"I like your spirit, Grace," laughed Dr. Gale. "Now, remember to treat
that ankle well if you want to appear again in the basketball arena."

"Grace," said Anne, after the doctor had gone. "You know how it happened,
don't you?"

"Yes," answered Grace, after a little hesitation. "I do."

"What are you going to do about it?" asked Anne.

"I don't know," said Grace. "I am not sure it was intentional."

"Grace," said Anne with decision, "it was intentional. I watched her every
minute of the game, for I didn't trust her, and I saw her do it. I was so
angry that when Miss Thompson asked how it happened I felt that I must
tell, then and there. It was you who prevented me. I think such a trick
should be exposed."

"What a vengeful little Anne," said Grace. "You are usually the last one
to tell anything."

She took Anne's hand in hers.

"It's just this way, Anne," she continued. "If I were to tell what Julia
Crosby did, Miss Thompson might forbid basketball. That would be dreadful.