The dark hand-in played close up to the net, and was very neat in the way he picked up balls and smashed them over." Harry paused and looked doubtfully at me for a moment, and then went on.
"The schoolboys pulled off the first three games, and then the Londoners scored a game, owing to the wind.

A large crowd collected to see the match, and shouts of `Well put over!' greeted the schoolboys on every hand.

The Londoners didn't score another game in the first set, and scored nothing in the second.
"The crowd became thicker and thicker every moment.

In the last game the fair schoolboy spun a ball into the far left-hand corner, which the Londoner could not reach, and the match ended in a glorious victory for the two schoolboys, who, apparently unaware of the cheers of the crowd, walked home arm-in-arm as if nothing had happened.
"On their way they met a runaway horse, and loud cries of `Take care!' `Get out of the way!' met them on all sides.

A nursemaid was wheeling a child across the road at that moment, and quick as thought the fair boy sprang at the horse and brought him to a standstill just in time.