managed to do the same soon after. There were two more minutes of the
game, and the score stood 10 to 10. It looked as though it might end in a
tie. One of the juniors had the ball. With unerring aim she threw it to
goal. It never reached there, for Miriam Nesbit made a dash, sprang
straight into the air and caught the ball before it reached its
destination. Quick as a flash she threw it to Nora, who threw it to Marian
Barber. The latter being near the basket threw it to goal without any
trouble.

Before the juniors could get anywhere near the ball the whistle blew and
the game closed. Score 12 to 10. The sophomores had won.

The noise in the gallery was deafening. Miriam's sensational playing had
taken every one by storm. A crowd of sophomores rushed down to the
gymnasium and began dancing around her singing their class song. Her
cheeks were scarlet and her eyes blazed with triumph. She was a lion at
last, and now the rest would follow. She felt sure that she would be asked
to take the place of Grace as captain. She had shown them what she could
do. Grace had done nothing but cause trouble. The team would be better off
without her.

Anne and Jessica were waiting in the corridor for Grace and Nora. The two
players rapidly changed their clothes and soon the chums were walking down
the quiet street.

"Well," said Jessica, "Miriam has done it at last."

"She has, indeed," responded Grace, "and no one begrudges her her glory.
She made a star play and saved the day for us. She is loyal to the team
even if she doesn't like their captain."