Certainly she is a splendid influence in a school, and I wish I had more pupils like her." It was with difficulty that Grace extricated herself from her admiring friends and, accompanied by her chums, made for the locker room to don street attire.
Now that it was all over the reaction had set in, and she began to feel a little tired, although she was almost too happy for words.

She walked along, dimly alive to what the girls were saying.
Nora was still upset over Miriam Nesbit's lawless attempt to score, and sputtered angrily all the way down the corridor.

"I should think Miriam Nesbit would be ashamed to show her face in school, again, after this afternoon's performance," Nora declared.
"Did you see what David did ?" queried Jessica.
"Yes, I did," said Anne.
"What was it ?" asked Grace, coming out of her day dream.
"The minute the girls began to hiss Miriam, he got up and walked out of the gymnasium," Jessica replied.

"I believe he was so deeply ashamed of what she did that he couldn't bear to stay." "Well, he found Grace, and rescued her in time for the game," said Anne.
"That must be some consolation to him.

I don't see how you got locked in, Grace.