"I am sorry to be obliged to differ with you regarding Miss Stearns, but Miss Seaton must be my first and last choice. Miss Nelson quite agrees with me. Do you not?" She turned triumphantly to the third judge for corroboration. "I--really--yes, I think Miss Seaton is the better player." The reply, begun hesitatingly, went on to firmness. Laura Nelson had the grace to color slightly, however, as she made it. Indebted to Marian Seaton for several rides in the latter's limousine, as well as hospitable entertainment at Rutherford Inn, she felt compelled to stand by at the critical moment. She had been privately given to understand beforehand that Marian was to make the team, whoever else failed. "The majority rules, I believe, Miss Martin." A disagreeable smile hovered about Miss Brown's thin lips as she said this. "It does, but----" Patent contempt looked out from Dorothy's steady eyes. "But what?" sharply challenged Selina Brown. "It is an unfair majority," was the quiet accusation. "As the other four players have been chosen, I will leave you to make the announcement." So saying, Dorothy turned abruptly and walked away, too greatly incensed to trust herself longer in the company of the pair whom she had flatly accused of unfairness. Straight across the gymnasium she walked to where Judith, Jane, Christine, Barbara and Adrienne stood, an eager group. "Girls," she said, in a wrathfully impressive voice, "I'm going to stand here beside you. When the announcement of the team is made you'll understand why." "What's the matter, Dorothy?" anxiously questioned Christine. Four pairs of eyes riveted themselves wonderingly on Dorothy's flushed, indignant face. None of the quartette had ever before seen sweet-tempered Dorothy Martin so manifestly angry. Something of an unusual nature must have happened. "Don't ask me now. Listen!" A loud blast from the whistle, held to Selina Brown's lips, was now enjoining silence. Immediately after the sound had died away, a hush fell upon the great room as the senior manager stepped forward and announced: "For the official sophomore team the following players have been chosen: Adrienne Dupree, Barbara Temple, Christine Ellis, Jane Allen, and Marian Seaton. To act as subs: Olive Hurst and Marjory Upton." Immediately she went on with a speech, meant to be politely consoling to the defeated contestants. A faint, concerted gasp arose from the little group collected about Dorothy. This, then, was the explanation of Dorothy's indignation. "It's an outrage! I'm going to protest!" muttered Jane, her tones thick with wrath. "No, I'm going to refuse to play on the team." "And I also," echoed Adrienne hotly. "Let's do it!" urged Christine, catching Barbara by the arm. "Right now, before that Miss Brown gets through with her hypocritical speech." "No, girls, you mustn't. I--I--don't--want you to," quavered Judith. "We've got to, Judy! It's rank injustice, piled high!" declared Christine tempestuously.