Fifteen minutes later Harmon Dreer, returning from the post office,

spied ahead of him, loitering in the direction of the Academy, two boys
of whom one looked at the distance of a block away very much like the
obnoxious Byrd
Fifteen minutes later Harmon Dreer, returning from the post office,
spied ahead of him, loitering in the direction of the Academy, two boys
of whom one looked at the distance of a block away very much like the
obnoxious Byrd. For choice, Dreer would have avoided Amy on general
principles, but in this case he had no chance, for, unless he climbed a
fence and took to the fields, there was no way for him to reach school
without proceeding along the present road. Neither was it advisable to
dawdle, for he had Greek at ten o’clock, it was now twelve minutes of
and “Uncle Sim” had scant patience with tardy students. There was
nothing for it but to hurry along, but the fact didn’t improve his
temper, which was already bad. To walk three-quarters of a mile in the
expectation of getting a valuable registered parcel and then discover on
opening it that it contained only two folded copies of a daily newspaper
was enough to sour anyone’s disposition! And that is what had happened
to Dreer. Someone, of course, had played a silly joke on him, but he
couldn’t imagine who, nor did he for a moment connect Byrd’s appearance
on the scene with the registered parcel. When he reached the two ahead
he saw that one was Byrd, as he had thought, and the other Thayer. They
were so deeply in conversation that he was almost past before they
looked up. When they did Dreer nodded.

Chase nodded

Chase nodded. “I did. But I argued it like this. Dad was paying a lot of
good money for my education, and he hasn’t very much of it, either, and
if he didn’t want to risk the investment I hadn’t any right to ask him
to. Because, of course, if I went and busted myself up I’d be more or
less of a dead loss. Any amount of education doesn’t cut much figure if
you can’t make use of it.”

“Come on,” whispered Amy

“Come on,” whispered Amy. They settled their checks and left the
restaurant, trying to disguise their eagerness. After the door had
closed behind them the man whom they had asked about the Brimfield
trains inquired: “Who are those boys, Can?”

Another try at the same end netted two yards more, and then Harris faked

a punt and shot the ball to Edwards, who was downed for no gain although
he made the catch
Another try at the same end netted two yards more, and then Harris faked
a punt and shot the ball to Edwards, who was downed for no gain although
he made the catch. Harris punted to Chambers’ forty yards and Edwards
got the runner neatly. Chambers smashed through Hall for two, through
Tyler for two more and punted on third down. Kendall caught near the
edge of the field and ran back twelve yards before he was forced out
near his twenty-five. A yard gain on the short side put the runner over
the line and the ball was brought in. St. Clair tried right tackle for
no gain and Kendall made four outside the same opponent. Harris punted
high and short and Chambers made a fair catch on her forty-two yards. A
fake attack on the left of the line fooled the Brimfield backs and
Chambers came around the right end for seven yards. She made her
distance in two more tries and placed the ball in Brimfield territory.
But a smash at the centre was hurled back and on the next play she was
caught holding and penalised. A forward pass grounded and Chambers
punted to Brimfield’s twenty where Carmine caught and dodged back for
fifteen behind excellent interference.