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Once, a ed him to vault the net

and take her in his arms and hold her still for ahim as an athlete uses a trainer before a real contest

There was so ht savagery Generally when a s; and these inoffensive tennis-balls were to

Thoods Each time one sailed away over the

backstop, it was like the pop of a safety-valve; it averted an

explosion

"That will be enough!" cried Kitty, as the last of a dozen balls sailed

toward the distant stables

The tennis-courts were sunken and round thereen, with es' stands Upon one of these Kitty sat down and began to fan

herself Thoesture of her hand had been a co, before breakfast; still and war hot summer day A few hundred yards to the

south lay the sea, shi as it sprawled lazily upon the tawny

sands

The propinquity of a pretty girl and a lonely youngthe game, once you learn it"