Do you realize that when we go back in September they'll both have left?
All the prefects are leaving." "Oh, hard luck! Who'll take their places ?" "Some of our noble selves, I suppose, if we're promoted to the Sixth." "Who'll be General and Games Captain ?" "Ah! Ask me a harder, my intelligent child." "I think I could put my finger on one of them, at any rate." "So could I, perhaps, but I don't care to prophesy too soon," sighed Bessie.
Whoever might be destined to wear future laurels at school, Winona, as Captain of the V.a.team, assumed direction of the games at the Camp.

Part of the pasture was sufficiently level to make quite a fair cricket pitch, while a piece in the opposite corner served as a tennis court.

An old man from the farm was bribed to come and cut the grass with a scythe, but as no lawn-mower or roller was available, the result was decidedly rough.

The tennis enthusiasts rigged up a tape in lieu of a net, and marked some courts with lime begged from the farmer.

Their games, owing to the general bumpiness of the ground, had at least the charm of variety and excitement, and four umpires had to keep careful and continual watch in order to decide whether the balls went over or under the tape, which indeed collapsed occasionally, as the poles were only sticks cut from the hedge.
If the tennis was funny, the cricket was even funnier.