CONTENTS
| CHAPTER I | THE GAME | |
| CHAPTER II | THE COST OF SACRIFICE | |
| CHAPTER III | THE HEATHEN QUEST | |
| CHAPTER IV | ANNETTE | |
| CHAPTER V | THE RECTORY | |
| CHAPTER VI | THE GRIEVANCE COMMITTEE | |
| CHAPTER VII | THE FOREMAN | |
| CHAPTER VIII | FREE SPEECH | |
| CHAPTER IX | THE DAY BEFORE | |
| CHAPTER X | THE NIGHT OF VICTORY | |
| CHAPTER XI | THE NEW MANAGER | |
| CHAPTER XII | LIGHT THAT IS DARKNESS | |
| CHAPTER XIII | THE STRIKE | |
| CHAPTER XIV | GATHERING CLOUDS | |
| CHAPTER XV | THE STORM | |
| CHAPTER XVI | A GALLANT FIGHT | |
| CHAPTER XVII | SHALL BE GIVEN |
“Forty-Love.”
“Game! and Set. Six to two.”
A ripple of cheers ran round the court, followed by a buzz of excited conversation.
The young men smiled at each other and at their friends on the side lines and proceeded to change courts for the next set, pausing for refreshments on the way.
“Much too lazy, Captain Jack. I am quite out of patience with you,” cried a young girl whose brown eyes were dancing with mock indignation.
Captain Jack turned with a slightly bored look on his thin dark face.
“Too lazy, Frances?” drawled he. “I believe you. But think of the temperature.”
“You have humiliated me dreadfully,” she said severely.
“Humiliated you? You shock me. But how, pray?” Captain Jack's eyes opened wide.
“You, a Canadian, and our best player—at least, you used to be—to allow yourself to be beaten by a—a—” she glanced at his opponent with a defiant smile—“a foreigner.”
“Oh! I say, Miss Frances,” exclaimed that young man.
“A foreigner?” exclaimed Captain Jack. “Better not let Adrien hear you.” He turned toward a tall fair girl standing near.
“What's that?” said the girl. “Did I hear aright?”
“Wel