CHAPTER FOURThe next day when Weena wanted to either read one of the books from the ship’s library or hopefully talk to David, Ivor insisted that she go and watch him play deck tennis.
“I am really rather good at it,” he boasted, “and I have been challenged by a man who fancies himself. So I thought you would enjoy watching me beat him.”
She laughed.
“Mind you do,” she urged him, “otherwise I would suppose that I will have to shed tears for you!”
She thought it would be unkind if she did not watch Ivor and she only hoped that David did not wait for her for a long time in the helm where they had met before.
Needless to say Ivor won, but not as easily as he had hoped.
His opponent was rather good as he had had more practice than Ivor, but he still managed to beat him with a tremendous
