kily.
"Don't act like that--it's easy enough for you to be pleasant. They'll
all be laughing at me now for not being able to win when I had such a
lead."

"I'm ashamed of you, Gladys," said Mary Turner, blushing scarlet.
"Dolly, please don't think that any of the rest of us feel as Gladys
does. If I'd known she was such a poor loser, I wouldn't have let her
race with you at all. And there won't be another race, Gladys doesn't
deserve another chance."

"Gladys is quite right," said Dolly, soberly. "It's very easy to be nice
and generous when you've won; it's much harder to be fair when you've
lost. And it was a trick, after all."

"No, it wasn't, Dolly," said Eleanor, seriously. "It was perfectly fair.
It was good strategy, but it wasn't tricky at all. Gladys knew just as
much about the wind as you did. If she had done as you did in time,
instead of waiting until after she'd seen you do it, she would have won
the race."

"We're going to have trouble with that Gladys Cooper yet," said Margery.
"She's spoiled, and she's got a nasty disposition to start with, anyhow.
You'd better look out, Dolly, She'll do anything she can to get even."

"I think this race was one of the things she thought would help her to
get even," said Bessie. "She was awfully sure she was going to be able
to beat you, Dolly."

"I almost wish she had," said Dolly. "I don't mean that I would have
done anything to let her win, of course, because there wouldn't be any
fun about that. But what's an old race, anyhow!"

"That's the right spirit, Dolly," said Eleanor. "It's the game that
counts, not the result. We ought to play to win, of course, but we ought
to play fair first of all. And I think that means not doing anything at
all that would spoil the other side's chances."

"Oh, that's all right," said Margery, "but I'm glad we won."

"I'm glad," said Dolly. "And I'm sorry, too. That sounds silly, doesn't
it, but it's what I mean. Maybe if Gladys had won, we could have patched
things up. And now there'll be more trouble than ever."

While they talked they were furling the _Eleanor's_ sails, and soon
they were ready to go ashore. Dolly had brought them up cleverly beside
the skiff, and, once the anchor was dropped and everything on board the
swift little sloop had been made snug for the night, they dropped over
into the skiff and rowed to the beach. There the other girls, who had
been greatly excited during the race, and were overjoyed by the re