"But why?
Did you see the match ?" "No, I wasn't in the match; I had twisted my ankle, jumping.

But I captained the Ramblers that season, so I remember it." Respect grew large in Mr.Thompson's eyes.

Here were modesty and distinction equally mated.

The picture of the shy student had gone from his memory.
"If you like to come up to Etterick we might get up a match from the village," said Lewis courteously.

"Ourselves with the foresters and keepers against the villagers wouldn't be a bad arrangement." To Alice the whole conversation struck a jarring note.