ON THE EVE OF BATTLE But little time remained before the first basketball game of the series between the sophomores and juniors.

Both teams had been untiring in their practice.

There had been no further altercations between them as to the use of the gymnasium, for the juniors, fearing the wrath of Miss Thompson, were more circumspect in their behavior, and let the sophomore team strictly alone.
"They are liable to break out at any time, you can trust them just as far as you can see them and no farther, and that's the truth," cried Nora O'Malley.

The sophomore players were standing in the corridor outside the gymnasium awaiting the pleasure of the juniors, whose practice time was up.
"They are supposed to be out of here at four o'clock," continued Nora, "and it's fifteen minutes past four now.

They are loitering on purpose They don't dare to do mean things openly since Miss Thompson lectured them so, but they make up for it by being aggravating." "Never mind, Nora," said Grace, smiling at Nora's outburst.