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"Dodge, Fremont and Bayliss, also first classmen," suggested Reade. "Trenholm and Grayson, also seniors," brought in Greg Holmes. "Then there are Porter, Drayne and Whitney," added Dave. "They're of this year's Juniors." "And Hudson and Paulson, also of our junior class," nodded Harry Hazelton. Dick Prescott had rapidly written down the names. Now he was studying the list carefully.
It came at last, however, and Darrin knew what postponed happiness means. The Message from the Unknown With the Christmas holidays Phin Drayne came home, to stay so far as school was concerned. After his unhappy experience at the Fordham Military Institute, Phin had found things almost as unpleasant at Wilburville Academy. For some reason the boys at Wilburville hadn't taken to him.
"It would be libelous, anyway, if the gang passed around a word that they couldn't prove," chuckled Drayne. "So I guess those that may be doing a heap of thinking will have caution enough to keep their mouths shut, anyway," That afternoon, after luncheon, Phin Drayne took a long tramp over country roads at the back of the big town. It was five o'clock when he returned.
The first move had been to get back to the Kahn store, where Dick Prescott was promptly freed, with the chief's hearty apologies. Over at the police station, by separating Drayne from his accomplice, Bill Stevens, the junkman, and questioning each separately, the whole story had come out, chiefly through frenzied confessions.
"I should say against Phin Drayne." "But he's merely offering to bet that we can't win our biggest games this year," smiled Prescott. "That doesn't prove that we can't win, does it?" "Oh, of course not." "Any fellow that will lower himself enough to make wagers on sporting events shows too little judgment to be entitled to have any spending money," pursued Prescott.
"I asked Drayne if he had been out to the field for practice," continued Laura. "He grunted, and said he'd been out to see how badly things were going." "Then, of course, Laura flared up and asked what he meant by such talk," broke in the irrepressible Jessie. "Then -ouch!" For Belle had slyly pinched the talkative one's arm. "Mr. Drayne had a great string to offer us," resumed Laura.
"You didn't like the first look of these fellows, Dave, because they had started to cheer for Fordham High School. But did you notice that they cheered no more for Fordham after Reade answered Phin Drayne so forcibly." "It's a fact that these men didn't boost any more for Fordham," assented Dave. "By the way, I have one clear notion in my head!" "What is it?"
Because, if you think so," wound up Reade, "go ahead and put Phin in the running, to be sure." With that Tom marched off back to his chums. "What have you been up to?" asked Dick curiously. "I'm manager for you two half-witted fellows, ain't I?" queried Reade. "What have you been saying to Mr. Drayne?" asked Dave.
"Kicker" Drayne Revolts "I'm going to play quarter-back," declared Drayne stolidly. "You?" demanded Captain Dick Prescott, looking at the aspirant in stolid wonder. "Of course," retorted Drayne. "It's the one position I'm best fitted for of all on the team." "Do you mean that you're better fitted for that post than anyone else on the team?" inquired Prescott.
"And that last speaker was a fellow who was expelled from Gridley High School for selling out his team!" It was a swift shot and a bull's-eye. The Fordham Institute boys had no answer ready for that. Half of them turned to stare at Phin Drayne, whose guilty face, with color coming and going in flashes seemed to admit the truth of Reade's taunt.
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