It'll be rather ripping getting home and getting some cricket and tennis, only I'm simply too awfully slack for anything after all this fooling round doing nothing.
"The Furnace"
Rose Macaulay
Perhaps he was thinking of the footstep on the stair, which he had become so accustomed to that he thought no more of it than the chirping of a cricket; but more likely he was thinking that what he had in his mind to say to the girl, when alone, was not at all appropriate now that he was with her.
"The Mystery of the Locks"
Edgar Watson Howe
People were playing cricket beyond his window.
"Fortitude"
Hugh Walpole