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But the young pitcher boarded a trolley car, accompanied by Dave Darrin, and both reached the Athletic Field before two o'clock. Dr. Bentley was there soon after. In the Gridley dressing room, Dick's left leg was bared, while Coach Luce drew off his coat and rolled up his shirt sleeves.
To make it short, Darrin persuaded me to come before the class, eat humble pie and set myself right with myself, even if I couldn't with the class."
"Just waltz in and show him," whispered Dalzell, as the call sounded. Pennington entered the sixth round with more confidence. He began, at the outset, to drive in heavy blows, nor did Dave do much dodging. Bump! Twenty-five seconds only of this round had gone when Darrin landed his right fist with fearful force upon the high point of Pennington's jaw. Down went the larger midshipman again.
Tom, how do you and your fellow-porkers like this lay?" Taking a deep breath, Dave started to sing a travesty, to the air of "America." "My stomach, 'tis of thee, Sweet gland of gluttony, To thee I sing! Gland " "Stop it," ordered Tom threateningly, as he advanced upon Darrin. "Stings, does it?" inquired Dave sarcastically. "Yes, it does," Reade retorted bluntly.
"Do you mean," hinted Hazelton, "that the soreheads are down on football because they prefer automobiles?" "No." Dick Prescott shook his head emphatically. "By Jove, Dick, I believe you're right," suddenly exclaimed Dave Darrin. "So you see my point, old fellow?" "I'm sure I do." "I'm going to get examined for spectacles, then," sighed Dan plaintively. "I can't see a thing."
Bentley in an authoritative voice. "I think not, thank you, doctor," replied Dave Darrin. "The most that we want is some place where we can strip and rub down, while waiting for dry clothing." "I know just the room, and I'll take you there," urged Len Spencer, reporter for the "Morning Blade."
"Either you'll stand by at a time like this, or I'll fall upon you tooth and nail -with the very able help of the dog!" Gr-r-r-r! approved Towser, again showing his teeth. "I -I'll take you!" quavered Ripley. "Of course you will," nodded Darrin. "Wait till I see if the lantern is all right." He crawled into the tent, found the lantern and struck a match.
"You will be under my orders, and I may find a chance " Lieutenant Cantor finished only with an expressive shrug of his shoulders. Though Dave Darrin felt a tremor of uneasiness, his eyes flashed back honest indignation and contempt for so unworthy a superior officer. April, in the tropics!
"Unless we could have had the pleasure of jumping on the rascal and getting the glory of capturing him," flashed Dave Darrin. "I feel a bit blue over leaving the good old cabin," complained Greg Holmes. "So would I," returned Dick, "if it weren't for the fact that Lawyer Ripley told us we could use the place whenever we choose. That means that we can go camping there again."
If there's any choice in deaths, I guess that's as good and manly a one as we could choose." "Poor old Hally won't know much about it, anyway, I guess," remarked Darrin, who seemed unnaturally cool. Possibly he was a bit dazed by the stunning nature of the fate that seemed about to overtake them. "Maybe the ships will go by us in their final get-away," proposed Dan Dalzell very soberly.
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