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Meade and Dave's parents now entered the room, and soon after Danny Grin, who had gone in search of his own father and mother, returned with them. "What are we going to do now?" asked Mr. Darrin. "I understand that we have hours to wait for the next train." "We can't do much, sir," replied Dave. "Within another hour this will be the deadest town in the United States."
Wagons are waiting outside, and we'll now make quick time to the field." Arriving there, Coach Luce led them at once to the dressing rooms. "Now, then, we want quick work!" he called after the sweaters and ball shoes had been hurriedly donned. "Now let us go over to the diamond; go to the home plate as I call the names. Darrin Ripley-Prescott-Reade-Purcell " And so on.
"Prig!" uttered Joyce again, and this time he did not take the pains to speak under his breath. But Darrin only smiled indulgently. By way of simple dissipation the three midshipmen went to a drug store, enjoying themselves with ice cream sodas. Soon after they found themselves in a Main Street bookstore, looking over post cards. They could, however, find no new ones, and so left without buying.
"Well, for one reason, Dick Prescott taught Dalzell and myself the game. Anything that we know about the game we learned in the team that Prescott captained." "Still, it's hard to believe," spoke up Midshipman Joyce. "Darrin, we look upon you as the best thing that ever happened to the Navy end of the gridiron." "I don't know that I care about being 'kidded," responded Dave seriously.
They were now so close that the young midshipmen would have been able to hear the shouts of the imperiled ones had it not been that the wind blew the sounds of voices away from the would-be rescuers. "Better ease off the sheet a bit, I guess, Davy," called Dan, as he suited the action to the word. "We don't went to run 'em down." "No." As he spoke, Dave Darrin brought the boat slightly around.
Tell the men to fall back by rushes, not returning any fire unless ordered." "Aye, aye, sir." A moment later ten jackies were retreating. They gained the sugar mill, and passed it. "Hicks," called Ensign Darrin, "get your party aboard. Run for it!" "Aye, aye, sir." "And help this wounded man back to the launch."
"Are you bound to fight to-night, Mr. Darrin?" "I am, sir." "Then I suppose it goes it has to," assented Midshipman Edgerton moodily. "But of all the irrational " "I shall be ready, sir, when the fifteen minutes are up," continued Dave. "But I am certain that I shall need all the time until then for getting myself into first-class condition."
The young men named made quick time to the plate. "You're up, Darrin. Run! Two bases only. Halt at second! Ripley, run! Reade, run! Not on your flat feet, Ripley. Up on your toes, man! Reade, more steam!" Then others were given the starting word. Coach did not run more men at a time than he could readily watch. "Prescott, throw your feet up behind better.
Fordham, despite its greatly superior weight and bulk, was not by any means superior when under the utmost watchfulness of a referee avowedly anxious to penalize. Yet, until the game was nearly over, Fordham managed to keep the ball away from its own goal line. Then, while the lines reformed and Dick bent over to snap back, Dave Darrin called out a signal that electrified the whole Gridley line.
"I have already declined to do that, sir," Dave insisted. "Darrin, do you realize that I am your superior?" demanded the lieutenant. "I am aware, sir, that you are my superior officer," Darrin answered, with strong emphasis on the word "officer." "And you refuse to please me in a trifling matter?"
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