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Imagine the discomfort and awkwardness in the county if we suddenly found that she was to be the future hostess at the Hall. Teresa's only regret will be that she won't be alive to see it." "But," objected Mrs. Yonelet, "surely Bertie hasn't shown the least sign of being attracted in that quarter?" "Oh, she's quite nice-looking in a way, and dresses well, and plays a good game of tennis.
"Mother " Nina, a tall, overgrown girl, with spectacles on her straight nose, and straight, light-brown hair in thick braids, stopped short and gave her mother's companion a look of withering distaste. "Mother," she began again, "aren't you coming up for tea? Granny's there, and the others, from tennis, and Mrs.
When there's a reception for a new Council, she's always in the receiving line; she pours tea at the tennis tournament, and it was she who led the cotillion at the Charity ball. You would find her name in all the important affairs, if you read the society column." Daniels nodded meekly. "It was a hairbreadth escape, and I'm mighty grateful."
"Even if we apologized?" "She wouldn't accept an apology. If you want me to have any tennis next week, you had better clear out." "Just a round with you first, and Franklin can take your friend, or vice versa if you prefer it!" "You impudent boy! Certainly not. I daren't risk it.
The American Tennis Association, which had co- operated with Miss Morgan in the Lenglen tour, found its clubs eager for a chance to stage matches for France but no matches available. Finally, in October, in response to the voluntary offer of several of the leading players, a team was organized that toured the East for the benefit of Devastated France. It included Mrs.
They were put, with the ushers, in rooms at the pavilion where were the squash courts and winter tennis courts and the swimming baths. Theresa and Ross stood on the front porch alone in the moonlight, looking out over the enchantment-like scene into which the florists and decorators had transformed the terraces and gardens.
He was in a place of cool cloisters and wide green lawns. He could see young men in white flannels playing tennis ... in Ballyards it was called "bat and ball" ... and beyond the tennis-courts, he saw the shining river. "What place is this?" he said to a man who went by. "Temple Gardens!" the man replied. He walked about the Gardens, delighting in the quiet and the coolness.
In the centre is a beautiful country house or castle. We were thirty-two guests in the house-party. This Count and his charming wife had travelled much and evidently desired to model their country life on that of England. Our amusements were tennis, swimming and clay-pigeon shooting, with dancing and music at night.
From the garden below came shouts and laughter, as Jim engaged Norah and Wally in a strenuous set on the tennis court. "Absolutely no class limits whatever, and no restrictions why, she kept me waiting for my second cup while she looked after that fat old black in the dirty white turban! As for the boys childish young hoodlums. Well, thank goodness I'm not condemned to Billabong all my days!"
Stocky, almost ungainly, owing to poor footwork, her hair in pigtails down her back, she is a quaint little person who instantly walks into hearts of the gallery. The tennis this child plays is phenomenal. She serves with the power and accuracy of a boy. She drives and chops forehand and backhand with reckless abandon.
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