She wished it had been one of those cold, crisp days that set the blood tingling and make the heart beat high with hope.
Still Grace felt confident that her team would rise to the occasion when the game was called.

They were two well-trained, too certain of their powers to ever think of failing.
The bad weather had evidently not depressed the spirits of their opponents.

The juniors stood about laughing and talking.

Julia Crosby moved from one girl to the other whispering slyly.
"Wretch!" thought Grace.

"How disagreeable she is.