"It would be just too ripping if we really won!" exclaimed Betty Brierley.
"We mustn"t crow too soon, we"re not out of the wood yet," returned Irene Platt.
The excitement had risen to high-water mark. Some of the school were for the Sixth, and some for the Fifth, and their rival claims were discussed eagerly.
"Try and think you don"t mind, and then you"ll be far less nervous,"
whispered Hilda to Gwen.
Gwen nodded. She had almost pa.s.sed the stage of nervousness.
"We can"t do better than our best," she replied.
Perhaps Olga and Geraldine were nervous too; they made one or two bad strokes which seemed to put them out considerably. Gwen, on the contrary, surpa.s.sed herself. Never in her life before had she played so well. She seemed able to take every ball in whatever awkward spot it landed. Thanks largely to her ubiquity, the set ended in the triumph of the Fifth. A tremendous clapping and cheering ensued. For three years the Sixth had held the trophy, so it was indeed an honour to have won it from their possession. Gwen and Hilda were absolutely feted by their Form, and even the vanquished Sixth had the magnanimity to praise their play.
"Gwen Gascoyne is simply A1," was the general verdict. "She"s a perfect surprise. We didn"t know we"d anyone so good in the school."
"Look here, Gwen, you and Olga will have to enter for the shield. You and she have proved yourselves far and away the best champions this afternoon," said Bessie Manners.
"Compete for the shield!" cried Gwen, turning hot with pleasure at the bare idea.
She and Hilda were called up then to receive the trophy, and bore away the silver cup with much pride. All the Form marched into the school to see it put in its place upon the mantelpiece of their cla.s.sroom.
"Well done, the old Fifth!" said Betty Brierley.
"And hurrah for its champions!" added Rachel Hunter.
To Gwen, though the winning of the trophy had been a wild delight, Bessie"s hint was a cause of even greater excitement. Rodenhurst belonged to the County United Schools" Tennis League, which every year played a big tournament in Stedburgh. Ten different schools were in the league, four being from Stedburgh and the others from various places in the neighbourhood. Each sent their two best champions; the prize, a large bra.s.s shield mounted on oak, becoming for the year the property of the winners. Though Rodenhurst usually did fairly well, it had not been able to compete with some of the boarding schools in the district, and at each successive tournament had been obliged to see others bearing away the coveted honours. Last time the Radcaster High School had come off victorious, a circ.u.mstance particularly annoying to Rodenhurst, as they felt they had been beaten by day girls like themselves.
"Boarding schools get more time to practise, and have always more courts in proportion than we have," so they grumbled. "One expects a boarding school to have an advantage, but we mustn"t let the Radcaster High score over us again."
The tournament always occupied a whole Sat.u.r.day, and was held at the Stedburgh Pavilion Gardens, an excellent place for the purpose, for not only could the best-kept courts in the county be hired, but there was plenty of accommodation for spectators, and refreshments could be obtained at the restaurant, a consideration for those schools which came from a distance. It was necessary for entries to be sent in at once, and when, as Bessie Manners had suggested, Olga Hunter and Gwen Gascoyne were appointed champions, all Rodenhurst joined in approval of the choice.
"But it"s to-morrow week!" quavered Gwen.
"You"ll just have to practise like billy-ho!" said Betty Brierley, who was addicted to slang.
n.o.body dared to indulge in any very particular hopes. It was one thing to gain a Form trophy, but quite another to win the shield of the league.
"I hear Miss Crawford"s girls are in good form this year," said Rachel Hunter, who had a cousin at a school at the other side of Stedburgh.
"Nell says they"re pretty confident."
"They won"t beat those twins from Appleton House. Their serves were ripping," returned Betty. "I forget their names, but I sometimes see them on the Parade."
"Unless they"ve gone off in their play."
"Yes, of course--people occasionally do. One can never tell from year to year. Do you remember Freda Harmon? She swept everything before her, and then she grew too fat and was a dismal failure."
"Would you like me to bant in case of accidents?" laughed Gwen.
"You"d better weigh me daily, like they do jockeys."
"There"s a great deal in luck," said Charlotte Perry. "If you draw the crack school you may be done for straight away."
Gwen practised her utmost during the brief week before the tournament, and congratulated herself that her play improved. She had her choice of rackets, for everyone was not only willing but anxious to lend her the best obtainable. She tried a selection, until she found the one that suited her best. It was the property of Natalie Preston, who gladly relinquished it in her favour.
"If it wins the tournament I shall be proud!" declared Natalie.
""If" is sometimes an important word!" answered Gwen, with a dubious shake of her head.
On the eventful Sat.u.r.day every member of the Fifth and Sixth and numbers of the Juniors turned up at the Pavilion Gardens to watch the contest. Miss Roscoe and most of the mistresses were there, and many friends who were interested in the fortunes of Rodenhurst. Most of the other schools were equally well represented, so that the audience was a large one. Olga Hunter, who was a pretty girl with chestnut hair, looked charming in a white dress, and large ribbon knots of pink and light blue--the Rodenhurst colours--pinned beside her badge. Gwen, in plain serge skirt and low-necked muslin blouse looked prepared for business, if not so ornamental as her companion. Winnie had made her a little bouquet of roses and forget-me-nots to match her colours, and Beatrice had lent her a pale-blue belt for the occasion.
"I haven"t got a hobble skirt, at any rate!" laughed Gwen. "Do you remember that girl from Ravensfield last year, and how fearfully hampered she was?"
Gwen was most tremendously excited at the greatness thrust upon her.
To represent Rodenhurst at the tournament seemed honour enough even if she were vanquished in the very beginning.
"I wish Dad could have been here!" she sighed.
But neither Mr. Gascoyne nor Beatrice could spare the time on this particular Sat.u.r.day, so Winnie and Lesbia were the only members of the family present.
Rodenhurst had been drawn against Hetherby College for the first set, much to their relief, for Hetherby had no particular reputation. Gwen and Olga played carefully nevertheless, for, as Olga justly remarked, "You can never tell beforehand how a school may have improved." The Collegians were better, certainly, than last year, but their game was not up to much, and they were easily beaten. At the conclusion of the first round, Rodenhurst, being among the winning couples, drew again, and this time was matched against Appleton House. The twins of whom Betty Brierley had spoken were again champions, and proved no mean rivals. Gwen had an anxious moment or two when she thought the credit of Rodenhurst trembled in the balance, but by frantic efforts on her part and Olga"s, the set was secured, and the twins conquered.
"You"re getting on splendidly!" said Bessie Manners at lunchtime, plying the so-far victorious pair with ham sandwiches and lemonade.
"Everybody says Rodenhurst is looking up. I feel so proud of you!"
"Too soon to rejoice! We haven"t tackled Miss Crawford"s girls yet, and then there"d be Radcaster," replied Gwen.
"It makes one wildly hungry!" declared Olga.
"You mustn"t have more than four sandwiches and a bun, or it"ll spoil your play," interposed Bessie, who considered herself in the light of a trainer for her special champions, and enforced her rules with Spartan severity.
Olga sighed humorously, but obeyed.
"There was a rumour that Ravensfield lost the shield one year on buns," she remarked. "I don"t wish a like fate to befall Rodenhurst."
It was immensely encouraging to hear that their play had attracted notice; they felt braced up for the next contest, and went back to the fray in quite good spirits.
"One wants to strike the happy medium between faint heart and over confidence," said Olga.
"I prefer to strike the ball!" laughed Gwen.
There was no doubt that Rodenhurst was this year increasing its reputation by leaps and bounds. Instead of falling out among the early sets it had kept steadily on, and spectators began to speak of it as likely to carry off the prize. Radcaster had also done excellently, so when it came to a final struggle between those two rivals, the excitement of their respective adherents knew no bounds. The Rodenhurst girls could hardly keep still, and each held a handkerchief ready to wave in case of victory. That it would be a tremendous battle Gwen and Olga knew only too well. The Radcaster champions were the same girls who had won the tournament the year before, and many people deemed them invincible. They seemed inclined to hold that opinion themselves, for they glanced at their opponents with a rather superior and almost pitying smile. That look put Gwen on her mettle.
"They shan"t have it this time!" she murmured grimly as she took her place. Whether Gwen really excelled herself, or whether the Radcaster girls were a little tired or too secure of victory was a debatable point, but at the end of a splendidly played set Rodenhurst stood as the winner. The two successful champions turned to each other almost incredulously. The shield was theirs! A perfect storm of applause came from the crowd. The Rodenhurst girls were beside themselves with joy, and clapped and waved and hurrahed till they were hoa.r.s.e.
"Well done! This is indeed a triumph!" said Miss Roscoe, who hurried up to congratulate her victorious pair, looking as pleased as any of her pupils. This afternoon"s success would wipe away the former reproach of the school, and lift it to a point of importance in the tennis league.
"The shield will hang in the lecture hall!" rejoiced Bessie Manners.
"It will be sent to us as soon as our name is engraved upon it."