ly. "I'd just jolly well give
everything I have to be in the match to-day. It's not much sport to
stand by and cheer. Oh, don't think I'm trying to get out of coming! I'm
going to look on and see that you do your duty. If you're not playing
up, I'll hiss!"

"I'll do my best," laughed Ingred, "and if I drop down for sheer lack of
breath, I shall expect you and Verity to carry me home. There!"

"Right you are! It's a bargain, though you'd be a jolly heavy burden, I
can tell you."

The team, Miss Giles, and about twenty girls as spectators, were
punctual to their appointment, and assembled at the station just in time
for the train. By a little maneuvering, combined with good fortune, they
secured three compartments to themselves, for a solitary old gentleman,
whom they found in possession of a corner seat, bolted in alarm at such
an invasion of schoolgirls, and sought sanctuary in a smoking carriage.
Some generous spirits had brought chocolates and butter-scotch, which
they shared round, and Nora, the irrepressible, produced from her pocket
a mouth-organ, with which she proceeded to entertain the company, until
frantic raps from the next compartment made her aware that Miss Giles
heard and disapproved of her amateur recital. Naturally the talk was
largely about hockey and the chances of the match. It was known that the
Old Clintonians were a strong team, for most of them had been the crack
players of their school. To beat them would indeed be a feather in the
cap of the college.

"Too good to come off!" groaned Blossom gloomily.

"Nonsense, you can't tell till you've tried! Make up your mind you're
going to win!" said Nora indignantly. "I shan't speak to you again if
you lose this match!"

"I'm only one out of eleven, please!"

"Well, I don't care! One who makes up her mind to fail can spoil
everything, and vice-versa, so just buck up and win!"

The hockey ground was not very far from the station at Denscourt, and
when the Grovebury contingent arrived they found the Old Clintonians
ready and waiting for them. The eleven ran into the pavilion and took
off the long coats that had covered their gym costumes; then trooped out
on to the field, as neat and business-like looking a team as could be
imagined. Blossom, with her chums, Janie and Doreen, took good stock of
their opponents.

"They're a strong set, and will take some beating," said Janie.

"Rather!" agreed Blossom. "You may be sure we're not going to goal ju