Being in it, Bobs decided to try to do her best, and, having been a champion in school athletics, she was limber and mentally alert and went through the skipping and whirling and various gyrations almost as well as though she had been trained. However, when the act was finished and the chorus girls, with a burst of singing laughter, had run from the stage, the man whom she had first seen came up to her, profuse with apologies. He had just received a message telling him that Miss Finefeather was very ill and wouldn't be able to keep on with the work. "You're a wonder," he exclaimed, with very sincere admiration. "How you went through that act and never missed so's one could notice it proves you're the girl for the place. Say you'd like it and the position's yours."