Bessie reached mid-way, then missed a ring, caught it on the second swing, missed another, and reached for it three times before she caught it and finished her course.
The girls had been too much excited for comparisons.

They scarcely guessed how their averages would stand.

Winona had a general impression that Bessie had scored at vaulting, and Marjorie had undoubtedly cleared the rope at four feet eight.

Her own performances seemed lost in a haze; she had noticed the judge jot down something, but she felt incapable of reckoning her chances.
The judge was conferring with Miss Bishop at the back of the platform, and while the room waited for their decision the school marched, singing an Empire song.
At last the judge stepped to the front of the platform.

The singing ceased.