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"Darry will have to stop!" yelled a score of voices at once, as Dave bounded at his waiting opponents. "Yah, yah, yah!" "Wow!" "Whoop!" The spectators had been treated to a sight that they never forgot. Just as Dave reached those who blocked him he seemed to falter. It was Dan Dalzell who bumped in and received the opposition alone. Dan went down under it, all glory to him!
"At any rate Darry and his grinning twin are," chuckled Jetson. "My, but you can see the hair rise on the Army right flank when Darry and Danny leap at them!" In the second period, which started off amid wild yelling from the onlookers, the Army fought hard and fiercely, holding back the Navy somewhat.
Take a look at him. Next to the last officer on the port side of the bridge." The instant that the glass gave him a sight of the familiar face Captain Holmes uttered a whoop. "Darry himself, and sure enough!" Greg exclaimed. "Wonder what he's heading in so close for?" "He knows what he's doing," Prescott returned. "Don't worry about that." "I don't," Greg retorted cheerfully.
Then he obeyed in good style and we cantered quietly up to where Darry was waiting. The thing was done. The pony and I had come to an understanding. I was a rider from that time, without fear or uncertainty. The first gentle pull on the bridle was obeyed and I came to a stop in front of Darry and my cousin Preston. I have spent a great deal of time to tell of my ride.
And with fingers that almost trembled with delight, I wrote down paper and pens and a bottle of ink for Darry. Next, I heard of an old woman at the quarters, who was ailing and infirm, and I am afraid ill-treated, who at all events was in need of comfort, and had nothing but straw and the floor to rest her poor bones on at night.
"But it will, if it puts Jetson in Coventry and you break the Coventry. That's what the fellows hate to do to you, and that's why they're all so sore at you." "I see," nodded Dave. "Come, now, Darry, you're going to be reasonable, aren't you?" begged Joyce. "Don't break your friends all up with your stubbornness."
The thoughts that had so troubled me the evening after my long talk with Preston were always present with me; they went out and came in with me; I slept with them, and they met me when I woke. The sight of the servants was wearying. I shunned Darry and the stables. I had no heart for my pony. I would have liked to get away from Magnolia.
I can't go back in this torn coat, and I may not be able to borrow another that will fit me well. Will you be good enough to hurry back and explain to Belle why I am delayed perhaps prevented from seeing her again tonight?" "Certainly," nodded Dalzell, turning and hastening back. "Now, what was it all about, Darry?" asked Hepson, as he walked along with Dave.
"I do like him," Dick assented. "Darry, I believe that a lot of good might be found in Tag Mosher if he could have the same chance that most other fellows have. Usually, when a fellow says he has had no chance in life, the fact really is that he has been too lazy to take his chance. But I don't believe that Tag ever had a real, sure-enough chance.
"Darry, old man," murmured Hallam, "Pen is as crazy as a hornet against you. "What did Pen get?" queried Dave. "Fifty demerits, with all the loss of privileges that fifty carry." "He's lucky," declared Dave promptly. "Had the report come from other sources, he would have been dismissed from the service." "If Pen's lucky," rejoined Hallam, "he doesn't seem to realize the fact.
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