Stanley R. Matthews, Motor Matt's Race; or, The Last Flight of the Comet
“ The boys of the dormitory were astonished, therefore, to see him in so breathless and limp a state."What's up?" asked Caggles, with mouth agape."The tennis-ground!" gasped Crieff, mopping his face with a handkerchief.The tennis-ground at Bidford School was reputed to be one of the finest in the whole neighborhood. It had been specially laid, and its smooth surface was as level as a billiard-table. Every boy was proud of it, and Crieff tended it with the anxiety of a father. ”
