What is the score ?" Once again it was Garth's vantage, and once again Ronnie's arm swung high for an untakable smasher.
"Play up, Dal!" cried a voice, amid the general hubbub.
Garth knew that dear voice.

He did not look in its direction, but he smiled.

The next moment his arm shot out like a flash of lightning.

The ball touched ground on Ronnie's side of the net and shot the length of the court without rising.

Ronnie's wild scoop at it was hopeless.