You come down to the Common between one and two and see us play a match, then you'll understand what hard work it is.

I'll teach you to bat now if you'll come out on the lawn," added Jamie, fired with a wish to exhibit his prowess.
"No, thank you, captain.

The grass is wet, and you'll be late at school if you stay for us." "I'm not afraid.

Girls are not good for much generally, but you never used to mind a little wet and played cricket like a good one.

Can't you ever do that sort of thing now ?" asked the boy, with a pitying look at these hapless creatures debarred from the joys and perils of manly sports.
"I can run still and I'll get to the gate before you, see if I don't." And, yielding to the impulse of the moment, Rose darted down the steps before astonished Jamie could mount and follow.
He was off in a moment, but Rose had the start, and though old Sheltie did his best, she reached the goal just ahead, and stood there laughing and panting, all rosy with fresh October air, a pretty picture for several gentlemen who were driving by.
"Good for you, Rose!" said Archie, jumping out to shake hands while Will and Geordie saluted and Uncle Mac laughed at Jamie, who looked as if girls had risen slightly in his opinion.
"I'm glad it is you, because you won't be shocked.